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what is left  beyond thank you
to bowl my heart and lower my head
i AM – and I am here, i am now
once blind, now i see
I am thankful

to see without drag
but how can i be thankful without gratitude
unless i am able to know

there is no desire in silence
without fear there is no lack
i am He who creates
who designates
i am the first cause
all that follows is reflection
how can I fear myself

i am divided a million times
but still, it is i
there is none greater, and yet, nothing lower
every longing fulfilled – even those in absence.

completion is presence

Hallelujah!

now is the acceptable time
Oh’ the weight of gratitude unexpressed and how heavy the heart latent with joy, a million streams of utterance, yet there is no relief from such endless source of rapture. It is not you but i, that I sing.
what is left beyond thank you.

by K. Osei

my crescent maiden dance with stars is ever faithful

the splash of navy transitions to white and the glittering light sprinkled upon the night as the gentle smoke fades 

no sound of tongue, camera roll or duplication, nothing to share but imagination

a moment found only once — endures

calls of the deep, deeply felt and i know the motion of stillness

what is known beyond this?

By K. Osei

Have you ever stood upon a deck in the midnight sea,
peered into darkness and wondered, is that me?

Gaze down into the sky, to rumbling clouds beneath?
Or up upon the deep, like star spangled peace,
floating on a bitty – comparatively.

I watched me from afar, with eyes I couldn’t see,
heading towards the east — sipping Ubiquity.

By K.Osei