There is the lake for the soul!

I wait in between the times of knowing
and unknowing the basics of life
I trudge home from the bearings
of another world that wait and applaud
the homecoming is sweet nonetheless
coming home is spring of the weathers
I wait and wait for living matter
to grow compound upon the rusting of love
I happen to be the thought of the thinkable
to undone the maze of pleasure and
begin thereof in another direction
there is the lake for the soul

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