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The Ocean of Being

The Ocean of Being May 22, 2012

If I don’t try to behold the Universe,

to see how the Universe holds me,

I will be a pinball in the game of life:

ever-reacting, trying to ring bells

and not fall into holes.

 

What if I’m a bird in an ever-growing

forest? Or a wave in a bottomless ocean?

Or a root in a soil that I can’t see?

 

If the soul is a window—

How to keep the window clean?

How to open the window?

How to go outside and

still be inside?


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