Standing on the precipice,
Walking the tightrope
Between One-ness and Duality
Between existence and non-existence
A tumult reverbrates in this silence,
There is something to this nothingness
An instant is nothing but an illusion
Look!It's the ice melting in the river.
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There is something to this nothingness
An instant is nothing but an illusion
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loved these 2 lines. u shud write/compose more often
Brilliance....
beautiful !! it;s like meditating alone ..
The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.
thank you mr.tandon.....and by the way...is that poem yours if it is....salute!
No, it’s a short poem written by a chinese poet of 8th century & it expresses the idea of impermanence perfectly
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