Wednesday, September 10, 2014

One Sees

As one sees it’s all a dream,
there’s nothing left to dream;
what’s a sunrise to the sun?

The mind desires things
to fill its bottomless abyss
but being is the space
of everything and nothing.

Living in the mind
is always looking for
another mind to live in,
born to always run.

But living in the heart
is dying to the thought
that one was ever born—

I’d never recommend
that to a single person.

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