Presence
Presence
There is only Presence
a rich oneness
which is our identity
standing and witnessing
and creating of itself
life's many separations..
Paths of separation
of resisting and seeking
seem to veil our identity
allowing only brief tastes
of the Presence we crave
and words fail to disclose..
But the thrills on life's paths
present a window
which when cleansed
illumines our way home...
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