The magic mirror
The knowing constant of experiencing
is
experiencing itself
There is no center
only love
This timeless knowing
traceless and placeless
blooming into all that
is
like a magic mirror
singing as life itself
in pure beauty
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2012-07-20 at 19:26
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