House after house, we build
A body growing in chambers
Till the body is an empty sky.

We are like dwarf boy under
A palm umbrella against sun.
We hold  seas outside a shell.

World is a chambered home
That grows rich with a body,
As mind’s ether ceases to be.

House over a house ,we build
A chambered home for body
Till the body is an empty sky.

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