Trinity Explodes

You

You
                  and me

You and me
                  and the devil makes three.

Or is it the devil sets us free?

You
                  me
                                    we

One,
                  one for all
the three musketeers,
the three blind mice,
the three sisters

Bubble, bubble

Here in this moment
dimensionality folds,
                  then explodes
into infinity,
into trinity,
into you,
                  me,
                                    we.


This poem was written on October 31, 2025.

Brian Mueller

Brian is a poet and graphic designer devoted to finding deeper meaning and beauty through living a spiritual life in community with others. He lives in Dayton, Ohio and practices writing poetry daily. Whenever possible he comes together with others seeking understanding through honesty and personal contemplation.

https://b-drive.us
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