May these words reach its owner
By the will of truth
My hands are empty today
With only the image of what remains beyond them
I am truly like an empty shell
Remembering the sound of its ocean
I am the fuel that awaited the fire,
And beyond its ambers burned bliss
I am neither on nor off, with or without
May the owner find the owner, hidden inside
The owner is beyond the writer, beyond the reader
Yet the owner holds both, like this
Look at me, and see the owner beyond me
Can you forgive me for that?
Look at how I stand without legs
Look at how I type without a body
Do you not see the owner in me, in you
Look at how I use the one beyond me
To say things beyond me
Do you see how the words are beyond me? Like this
Look at how the one beyond me gives me breath
Look at how the one beyond me takes it back
The one beyond me completes me
Without love or hate, beyond life or death
Can't you see the one beyond you, through we?
Look at me, because I am you
Don't you see my face, beyond you?
All 1 creation, sitting on the same rock
The rock in the river beyond me
We

Ahh, this is like a One Love piece. Sort of like I see myself in you in we...not we but WE. Humans beyond black or white, male or female. A shared experience and existence that cannot be without the other. Yin and yang in many respects but a deeper meaning yet.
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When One learns
to live without fear,
then One cannot be broken.