Yahweh
God speaks without words. So I listen with my heart as well as my ears. This body is like a divine tuning fork. The cold wind is a verb, directing me towards warmth and love. Nouns are the familiar names, of both the people and places I love. While touching you is an adjective, every descriptor a superlative. Today, as at the very end of my life, my being and the Universe’s becoming, all comes down to one unspeakable word... Breathe in: Yah Breathe out: Weh
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