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5th Meditation

A rising sensation
I rise. Steadily.
I am in a state of disillusion
The fog has vanished
My Self is no more
I press against the air
Sunlight makes me transparent
Leaves on blowing, bending trees
Blow, bending in the wind
A mass genuflection
A discovery:
Gnats dancing in a circle around me

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  • Night Hope gold member
    November 6, 2009

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    Once we begin to enter the world, leaving the sphere of our Selves behind in our wake, wisdom begins to appear as a light within our eyes, which is easily seen by those who also know. Beautiful, Scribe.