Laughing out loud

Laughing out loud

The soul embarks on its journey.
Nobody is there to wave it goodbye

Or wish it safe passage. Yet it looks back.
The soul feels it is traveling in circles.

The passage is both long and short
Because it is the soul that is growing,

Not the journey,

Blossoming outward like a sphere
Where for the outermost edge the journey

Is the longest and only gets longer
Until looking back it sees itself

Waiting for its arrival at the beginning.
Who is that standing by you, laughing?

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