I.d.
I am present without warning
I show my true self only in the dark
But I belong neither to night nor day
I am intricate and whole
Not art but wrought passion
Excellent deep delight of essentialities
I am the extreme purity of virginal thirst
I neither show my truth nor conceal it
My innocence is described dimly
As the unborn flower of nothing
poem by Piegan Apsaroke
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