How do I write about something wordless?

I don’t want to somehow steal magick from absurd profundity…

Yet of course, I could never come close to capturing even a reverberation of life’s ever expanding bloom…

So what’s to be done but try expressing, despite my surety of failing –

I am, that I am… that I am… and I am, I am.

Continuation of Karma’s grand drama ran through, explanations of fractures made in order to collide – the understanding that comes from feeling the true cost of love in grief’s deepest pains…

The all and the everything of nothing’s demise.

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