No longer a spectator but an observer, my perception is my creation. No longer victim but creator, my creation is my act of love. No longer possessed but lover, my act of love is constant recognition.
I am old and weary, tired of the years.
Young am I, all wonder.
The beginning is me, and the end, and everything in between.
The hand that embraces me in love, is me in gratitude.
I am.
A piece of text that touched me, from the beautiful book by Hans Korteweg: "Many More Years"
Art: Jacob's Ladder by William Blake
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