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An epiphany dawns

wee hours of the morn
deep stillness the mode
as funnel of pure awareness
we stand erect in our abode

all worlds around us swirl
illusions, dreamlike surreal 
around the Sushumna whirl
we know them to be unreal

we are at the centre 
pristine, untouched, nonchalant 
we feel no urge to enter
for our heart is free from want

several hours go by
we remain in our cocoon 
tranquil our heart, single our eye
manifest worlds jejune

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