AUM
AUM
is the voice of the unstruck bell.
AUM speaks to the no-self,
AUM answers.
I and my Father are ONE.
Who is this I?
I saw three pelicans in flight,
the sky was a pink pearl of silence,
The birds flew somewhere
beyond any place,
my eyes followed,
as it I had just this moment
created them.
OM rings out
in the heart of a buttercup,
how else could a humble flower
speak to you?
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