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Not of Ergot (Vision)

Am unready for the substance
    of the bodhi tree,
I will drink the cactus  rain
    and wait for glory,

but is that water just the heat
    tempting me to cross,
are those desert blossoms my
     infinite regress ?

And will I ever be the same
    where those sand dunes blow,
if my time has come and gone
    will I ever know ?

Will I be lost unto my self
    if the vision stops ?                                           
I will lay just where I am
    ‘til  the penny drops !

Seeing through the unborn self here
    Through the unborn eye.
made that green oasis, my
    caravanserai,

at one to leave or part with ease,
set down the camel on it’s knees.

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