The Journey Never Ends


Long hall, dark tunnel
Leading nowhere
Darkness soft
Caressing massaging
Tangible nothingness
No muffled steps
No sound
Absence of all
But peace

Turn around, look again
Through the window
See the faces
Reflected back to you
There find self
In them find meaning
Each a mirror
Only by looking out
Will you see within
What huddles or strides
Cringes or rejoices
In the darkness

No Individuality
No separateness
No being not pure being
One essence
To see the self
Look to the world
To feel others
Rest within


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