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The Great Silence ––

clarity melts into primordial ground

Not only I lost the self, but also You

The absence is profoundly humbling

I am perfectly lost

Timeless unbroken aloneness ––

This has been here all along,

so silently still

The eye that never sleeps awakens

The gaze supremely innocent and wise

Here is the end of all knowing

I've lost even the memory of what it means,

walking the path

Here, all words mystically merge

in the infinite mind of the Dreamer

All their meaning is gone
It weaves the dream from itself ––
every movement is its moving
every breath its breathing
every thought its quivering
the Great Silence texturing itself
Everything it sees is itself
everything it hears is itself
everything it tastes is itself —
an unspoken love
that is all this yet beyond

It knows the dream as Eternity

it knows itself by losing itself
 

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