With palms together,
Good Morning Everyone,
At this moment, 
I woke from a dream 
and can no longer see 
heaven.  
The ladder has lifted. 
Or maybe was never there.  
(We can never be sure.)  
The voice is silent:
I am left to sit alone 
In its echo.
This is the ground 
of being itself 
and I sit upon it 
with no fear.
Be well.
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