Poetry
How to speak of the Silence from which all comes?
That which comes from True Silence travels, as through a thousand rivulets
to be poured here,
through the bowl of my mouth
into your hair
as tiny star-fishes
in radiant recognition
of the All in you.
That which comes from True Silence travels, as through a thousand rivulets
to be poured here,
through the bowl of my mouth
into your hair
as tiny star-fishes
in radiant recognition
of the All in you.
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