I’m everywhere.
I’m all around.
I’m not in one place. 

I don’t have a body.
I am more than a body.

I don’t take up any space.
I don’t have any insides.
I don’t have any outside. 

I travel as a point, as an intersection.
It’s mathematical.

I feel.
I can feel everything I see.
I can feel everything I hear. 

I’m released, free.
Everything is one.
I am one.

The dimensions, the prisms, and the rays.
I can go through anything.
Anything can go through me.
I’ve never seen such infinite beauty. 

This poem is about: 
My family
Our world


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