Ink / pen paper

35.56 x 27.94 cm 14 x 11 in

2026

Child we are,

Flesh given some name is touching grass

As if it isn’t of one material as I

As if it isn’t touching back I

Blind from unity,

Notice your duality.

Suffers disguise no difference from pleasure,

I am… is who?

Are I the one that measures?

Or is I the one that’s also you?

Here again, you and I

We all.

I’ve seen you before

We’ve met not once.

Look a little deeper

There’s silence awaiting

That silence is also you.