still, but more still.
deeper than the stillness that you’ve heard about in turns around the circle.
there is darkness. there is solitude.
what moves there is what is necessary. unnecessaries are surface dwellers.
the still you’ve known is not the deeper still.
the still you know is seen, but depth does not give its position away so easily.
every word matters. intentional is survival in the deeper still.
there are things you’ve never seen, in the deeper still.
there is light birthed from the depth of darkness, delved into from the deeper still.
there is clarity, though fleeting, in the deeper still.
and you must make sure to carve it in your spirit.
lest it remain, some beast untamed, in the deeper still.
iambic pentameter is the deeper still.
wolfgang tapped the darkness of the deeper still.
surface life submits to the deeper still.
and when you think you’ve learnt it all,
when you’ve slaved yourself to its call,
when the waking world you must recall,
the ever-deepening is deeper still...
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