In a muted web of unbreakable Space,
Modulated clusters bond and breathe together,
Flutes and solitude,
Humble eyes and savage worriers,
The poor and the sun,
Heartaches and ecstasies of life,
Caves and dancers,
Hands and art reveries,
Lovers and the white nights,
Interlaced in the Essence,
Kept alive by the flames of Tao,
Blown within One Mind.
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