Poetic Roots
The door of insightful light has opened. No wall there is; no roof and window but the roots as its foundation there are. No dark night and slippery daylight there are. No countable moment there is. It’s a light of perpetual life where every single part of nature is present, where seen and unseen every thoughtful existence is present.
Light in web of speech
Enlightens all through wisdom
Just be thyself roots
-February 05, 2023
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