while the sky becomes

brighter another amount of time

spoke in an abstract way

far beyond the measurement

of reality without the definition

confine the idea of the separation

of you and me and the division

between yesterday and tomorrow

yet the existence of all that

we perceive is no difference

from each second being

everything and all of our lives

somehow all at the same time

there are no more borders

there are no more boundaries

there are no more treaties

there are no more subtexts

there are no more symbolisms

there is only preparation

and sharpening blades