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Your eyes and my eyes
together
may see more clearly
even if we don't sometimes see
each other so clearly
Can our eyes know
the wisdom of understanding
we see
when we see the beauty of life?
Can you see your heart
in the blooming of a rose?
the smile of a child?
the sounds of a dove's flight?
Can I see my heart in you?
Sometimes I look and look
without seeing
Deeper still I go
"Wait, what is this?" I say as
I uncover treasures I thought lost--
Feelings hiding in notions of Self
And I discover an unveiled moment
so purely
Yes
I do understand
Now
the nature of your form
meeting mine
across oceans of misperceptions
Here
This moment has no separation
Your laughter has just arose
in my heart.
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there is no death, my dear,
because there is no birth
the sea of sorrow is calm;
smooth and clear as a mirror
the laughing sun dances on it;
but the moon, lost, stumbles
shooting stars sing in shells
as they sink to the depths
choose any star to steer by;
give each of them your name
wherever they lead, whether
they flicker or fade, whether
they died before you were even
born - follow them
shining like jewels on your brow,
they will lead you home.

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