Late‑night pulse within me.
An architecture of sharpened sight,
Detachment from the unknown that holds me,
And the stimulant of what I might become.
Expanded — interior yet reflective,
As my late‑night pulse rises, quiet and close.
An inner architecture lifting clarity into view,
A steady detachment from what I do not yet know and the bright stimulant of who I could be…
By: Linda Magano Baumann #LFB
00h17
12 June 2026
