The yin and yang of snow coats the
crazy
wisdom of ten thousand branches
and I feel the trees are energetic
natural appendages of myself.
This is revelation of a native
kind.
Verily the universe is my body
and I am the eye of the universe.
These words are what I see.
The sky is lit.
The space around me is a waterfall.
The ground is opening to unveil
a fearless dragon swallowing its
tail.
Yes, I am the eye of all
and all is my intent to see myself.
Holy alchemy of realization,
with this poem, all disappears.
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