Thoughts, pure, impure

Thought, pure, impure

How it held on

How it let go

Let go, gently.

By a bloom

 

By a bloom

we can fall, yet not,

By a prop

we can still bloom.

Letting go what was

Letting go what was

and what is,

from purity to purity

until what is, again.

 

No, no two sides

No, no two sides

to purity

No ambiguity, no enigma.

one without the other

one without the other

impossibility

nay purity without intent.