I dreamed being
Vanished,
living
Infinite
Pure
Radiant
Expanse
Empty Awareness.
Ah
A slight stirring within
Then a gathering billow of white cloud,
As sun emerging light;
I glow on its rim
Shining there
In love
As consciousness -
Light emerging in every glance, scent, taste
In every touch.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
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