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Spring seedlings

I am trying to remain
  Open.
A spacious word.
That Great Big O which contains Everything.
Within this O everything is allowed
Space
and
Breath
and
Life
and
Existence.
Even the terrible horrible things and
The Things We Do Not Like.
It's the one that hides in Love cushioned deceivingly between the softness of the consonants.
We forget  it holds the wOrd from collapsing in on itself.
If we wrote
lOve
maybe we'd remember how sublime it really is.
It's the same one that hides inside our 
sOul.
The one that that holds the  wOrld  from collapsing in on itself.