Myriad images:
faces, moments, feelings rise and die,
Landscapes, colours, pictures fleeting by.
Valley of the mind, meadow of the heart,
Endless waves in motion, the senses part
All that shimmers is but a dream,
From which we've yet to wean
Retreating from this endless show
Is the only place there is to know
It is here, it is now, it is clear
The freedom path to which to steer
Therein all is peace, bliss, complete
No shifting sands beneath our feet
Impossible to grasp, recount or define
is the true being of our Eternal Mind.
Somwang (Book of Poems)
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