Centrality sustaining movement
On the edge
One line
May fall or not
If so
Fly
To the bottom
Becoming something else
You’ve opened the eye
Now you move through it
Visible still
Enclosed in an opening channel
To relieve the humanity
Others and their ways
How they find home
Coming to be
Supporting the expansive context
Mission with no roots
Just yet
Seeing it clean
Without your filters
Practice love
Without attachment
Mission rooted
Setting out to master that piece
From here
There are no limitations
Free to let go
Everything
Everyone
Each time
Yes
While the rain comes
And the sun is not far behind
Our face
Relenting
Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos 
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