Crystal and Silk   Leave a comment

Same rush of creek,  just different blinks of shutter speed.

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Our judgements, don’t they also hang on arbitrary hinge of time

barely attached, glancing off gold to lead?

What’s called for is a slower blink,

saturated moment fully emptied, imbued by silken instant

of eternal Now, the receptive chalice where everything dwells.

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Posted August 8, 2013 by pjsisson in Uncategorized

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