Through The Looking Glass

I sit here in the silence of my being,

In the heart of many hearts,

And I see the world in all its glorious expression,

Yet I remain, just here, as always,

Observing.

 

The world spins and spins,

Events rise and fall,

Highs and lows, joys and sorrows,

Silence and noise, suffering and freedom.

 

And the world still spins and spins,

Yet I remain, in the heart of many hearts,

Silent, just here, as always,

Observing.

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