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[Guest guest]

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I AM the space,

 

In which, you take place.

 

 

 

I AM that flows

 

In the air you breathe.

 

 

 

I AM in the beating of your heart,

 

I AM in your blood's warmth.

 

 

 

 

 

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I don't love you,

 

I don't like you,

 

 

 

Not separate,

 

Not together,

 

You are ME …in other form!

 

 

 

Through your nostrils, I breathe,

 

I smell, I sense,

 

Through your ears, I hear my own rhythm,

 

Trough you eyes, I seem my own essence!

 

 

 

You, the form;

 

ME, the formless SPACE!

 

 

 

 

 

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You abide in me,

 

I nurture you,

 

I make you grow,

 

 

 

In your heart, I sing,

 

In your eyes, I glow.

 

 

 

 

 

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I know, you suffer,

 

You relish, you sing, you usher,

 

You fear, you grieve,

 

The peak of ecstasy, the agony of pain,

 

 

 

Through your patters, your 'becoming',

 

I know my own taste!

 

The height of the pleasure, the depth of the pain!

 

 

 

Me, the formless SPACE!

 

 

 

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You are NOT my child,

 

I am NOT your father,

 

You not 'worldly', ME not divine,

 

Me and you are just BEING and …becoming!

 

 

 

ME, the ever UNBORN potential,

 

You, the changing incarnate!

 

 

 

ME, the formless SPACE!

 

 

 

 

 

You seek me and I hide,

 

You rest and you find,

 

 

 

You, 'MY' movement,

 

ME, 'your' Silent STILLNESS!

 

 

 

 

 

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I know, you don't like games,

 

You feel like a pawn, you feel like 'played'!

 

 

 

ME, the eternal Presence,

 

You, the 'ever' dying Incarnate!

 

 

 

 

 

Yet, in your every breathe, it is ME, whom you breathe,

 

In pumping of your blood, it is 'I' who beats!

 

 

 

In your laughs, you laugh 'ME',

 

In your sorrow, it is 'ME', whom you weep!

 

 

 

 

 

Every time, 'you' sleep, it is ME, that you feel,

 

You the " so much " , me the undifferentiated 'nil'!

 

 

 

 

 

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You think, and you think the 'other',

 

The other, that doesn't exist,

 

You rest, and it is just ME,

 

The Silent … the STILL!

 

 

 

 

 

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Yes, I see you too,

 

Yet, I don't see and 'you'!

 

 

 

I see no separation,

 

No death, no decay!

 

 

 

I see you floating in my own SPACE,

 

The formless becoming a form,

 

the form becoming Essence!

 

 

 

 

 

So, I don't worry about 'you' the 'sufferer',

 

'you' the 'dying', you in pain!

 

 

 

Though, you fret,

 

though, you complain!

 

 

 

In 'you', in me, I just see,

 

the same 'can not change' SPACE!