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Sitting and reflecting,
writing and meditating,
I breathe the space
and the space breathes me;
I am in the light
and the light is in me.

Like the tide coming in from the sea,
putting pen to paper and my pride to bear,
I sit so still yet move soul-free,
as this Streaming Consciousness Within me,
like nonparticle-waves of living meditation,
washes ashore
onto the beach of my inward concentration:
insights galore that offer themselves,
like cryptic seashells,
to this other me who sits and reflects
and absorbs these precious light-filled moments.

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