Light or Dark,
colors are dull or bright.
Bright moonlight or cloud covered and hidden from view.
The essence of mind has not changed.
I reflect that the turtle basks in the sun, without my thinking it so.
From this point in space and time, I write these words and eons of creation are reflected in this moment.
I attempt to express Indra’s net, that emptiness has no bounds.
Given this chance to be and live, finally I see the great gift it is.
Breathing, feeling, loving, sitting, standing, walking,
coming and going.
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