Mystic’s Touchstone

the equipoise of consciousness
the mean of words, thought, and action

refine one’s constitution
to a mute grace of subtle demeanor

it is here where identity loses dominion
and appearances resemble that of friends

beaming smiles of eternal intimacy
arteries feeding from the same heart

this nearness is the mystic’s touchstone
when your voice and my voice become indistinguishable

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