its just words, no meaning given, and
yet sometimes -
just maybe sometimes, there's a
glimpse of nothing,
and the world is seen anew
~
Sometimes we're lucky, or lets call it grace, and we catch a glimpse of the seamless function of the world, our own nature now not so hidden, a wink given from mystery itself. Words themselves are never the thing, but again, sometimes it happens - and words point us to the way.
Peace,
Eric
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