Setting up a nest, a wayfarer's tent,
With the great knowledge
That we all will
Only pass by here
And will take final shelter or nest
With the same one
From where and from whom we started
And have a illusory feeling of separation,
Is really great.
All our efforts are
To return to the beginning
Of no beginning
To be one with the one
Not to be one.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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