It is not dark, not cold
But it is reservoir of
Unlimited heat and light.
It is the reservoir of Truth
And unlimited eternal power
And it is the real aspect
Of our own existence.
I am aware with this Truth
This stone this pencil this water.
O my dear, I am fully aware
Of the pillar that is You.
No stuff but Truth
That I am discovering with You
I know with You, my life is truth.
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