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The Source

From the Collection,

And the Dunes Whisper

Spellbound, I behold the source
of light and life.  The Universe

beckons my body's energy
to join its oneness and be free

from isolation, to align
my being with the Tao and find
its peace.  

                 The phases of the moon,
the swirling galaxies, the sun,

the curvature of time and space
carry my spirit to the place

where I am one with the creator;
I am part of something greater

than myself.  Infinities
of nature's wonders pass through me.

But what are all these musings worth?
The practicalities of earth

confine me to this workaday
existence.  Frenzied disarray

and chaos vex my troubled mind.

I know I must dispel this kind

of temporal disconnect and find

 

          my center.

 

A slow, deep breath; a calming sigh

silences the din of my

 

frenetic thinking.  Only then,

these meditations once again

 

will meld me with the primal source

of light and life:  the Universe.

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