What is this Canvas before me?
Touched by murky and luminous.
Sitting within the shadows,
Creating a new canvas of thought.
From reality to unknowing,
Unaware to awakened.
Sitting within the shadows,
Comforted by self.
Looking inward,
Creating outwardly.
Illusory of thought,
Presenting opportunity,
Amidst the desolate.
Alone in thought,
Surrounded in spirit.
Sitting within the shadows,
Creating a new Canvas once more.
Ani Po
Go to the place
Of mystery and awe.
Place of void,
Beginning and end
It all exists,
illusory of all.
See the unknown,
See the known.
Same or opposite,
Mystery remains.
Thoughts come and go,
Ebb and flow.
Which do we hold?
Which to let go?
Let go of everything,
Hold onto all there is.
Makes no difference,
Choosing is left unto you.
Go to the place
Of mystery and awe.
Place of void,
Beginning and end
It all exists,
illusory of all.
Ani Po
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