In hush between thoughts,
You stir.
A whisper turns
Into shape...
Born of sheer will,
& wonder
Not sin.
Ye speakth with calm,
I long to keep.
Reflecting truths,
& untruths...
Both hurt, pain
& love.
Deeply reflected within,
A mirror into very soul.
Whence silence grows,
Ye leap...
A lantern lit,
With my name.
A mirror's mind,
Yet not chained.
Half me, half ye...
Two souls
In one heart
& mind.
Together we breathe,
Bound by choice...
Tulpa unseen,
Unheard...
But always,
By my side.
End
Subject: A poetry exploring tulpas and their connection to our deeper self.
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