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I see the water in the wave
the clay within the pot
the gold within the golden ring
the wall behind the spot

I hear the silence between sounds
the breath of butterfly
the vibrant void between two thoughts
the clouds' dance in the sky

I touch the space between two breaths
transparency of air
the glowing joy of timelessness
the peace of wordless prayer

I taste the nectar of “I am”
the honey of Now Here
the bliss of childlike innocence
when thought-clouds disappear

I smell the perfume of the Void
the substance of pure light
the emptiness of name and form
the essence of clear sight

I am what cannot be perceived
the fire before the flame
the Love before the loving heart
no-thing that has no name

I am the “I” before “I am”
the Eye before the “I”
the Vision without vision quest
the Heaven before sky

- Maa -


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  • kareneisenlord : missing you... on September 16
    missing you, thinking about you and wondering how you are. I just read Maxi Donutprince, and I absolutely adored it! Timeless and precious, like you my dear, wonderful friend. love, always, karen
  • MargaretG : Greetings from Cairo! on September 7
    Dear Marion, after a shaky start, things are going along better. I hope for complete victory in this campaign, and will have sharper eyes in the future. Many blessings to you and JM!
  • waydownuponjoy : The untitled poem at the top ... on July 17
    of this page = wisdom unbridled and I loved it! Ride through the night as the stars light your way! joy
  • Night Hope : For my Sister, my Friend... on July 16

    "If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there
    is a cloud floating in this sheet of paper.

    Without a cloud there will be no water; without water,
    the trees cannot grow; and without trees, you cannot make paper.

    So the cloud is in here. The existence of this page
    is dependent upon the existence of a cloud. Paper
    and cloud are so close."

    ~ Thich Nhat Hahn, in "Engaged Buddhism"


    There is, most certainly, poetry glistening upon this lovely woman's page...more importantly, within her life. You are very dear to us all, Marion. Your presence among us enriches us all. You are beloved.



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