Unknown Touch One.

Time as a heartbeat the seconds pumping in my depleted chest like a reckoning, as the numinous mystery that once seemed so distant and unreal threaten clarity in the presence of the truth. Entertains not in youth, but in its passage of memory and experience that belong to you, that are you. Dissolution into sudden mindfulness as tethers loose and the prospects darken for the continuance of a journey, repeating not so long ago. Faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions, an unknown touch facing you Incomplete - illimitable evocative voids.