Tat Tvam Asi

A trail of incense carves the space of emptiness behind.
Smokey imprints gently fading with the pulse of Now.

Designs of grand proportion sit quietly in the sand,
Each single grain an expression of the unknown
appearing to knowing eyes.

Settle, sink, swim in the ecstasy of liberation.
Love abounds. Thou art that.



Kevin Yee-ChanTat Tvam Asi

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