(A poem written on 22 February, 2011) The ecstatic simplicity of being, Thus far not tasted, touched, nor seen. I meditate. Sitting, silently, aware, I await my introduction, An...

(A poem written on 22 February, 2011) The ecstatic simplicity of being, Thus far not tasted, touched, nor seen. I meditate. Sitting, silently, aware, I await my introduction, An...
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