Be the World

Born for a name,
self seeks self—
deluded, without shame.

Dependently arisen,
decisions form
through conditions.

Mind closed,
torpor
grows.

Moments relax.
Shadows pass.
Organic,  wisdom-amass.

Ephemeral waves,
ablaze—
a softened gaze.

An open sky,
nourished and
encouraged,

to be a world
where
duality dies.

Soundless sounds,
timeless—
knowing no bounds.

Limitless:
no self,
no I.

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