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So
What never ceases are the creases
In alternating lines comes then the rhyme.
Not only in the peaks and not only in the valley
In also the bathing light this covering, covering night.
Find then the total is experienced
And no expectation is needed.
Not then the looking there is the revealed
Startling is the sound, pleasant is the found.
In living there is only the awareness that matters
For what matters is only the living.
In alternating lines comes then the rhyme.
Not only in the peaks and not only in the valley
In also the bathing light this covering, covering night.
Find then the total is experienced
And no expectation is needed.
Not then the looking there is the revealed
Startling is the sound, pleasant is the found.
In living there is only the awareness that matters
For what matters is only the living.
See the sea, see the sky, said myself to I.
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