The sages of yore in India's land,
Fathomed mysteries vast and grand:
Two shadows dim, they sought to trace—
Of Nothingness and endless Space.
For in the silent void, they found,
A depth profound, a quiet sound,
A boundless realm where none may see,
Where loneliness dwells endlessly.
Yet loneliness, though cold and stark,
Is but a flicker in the dark,
For Consciousness, a boundless light,
Unites us all in silent night.
The Cosmic vast, the Individual near,
Together roam through far and here,
Forever entwined, they onward roam,
Yet never truly far from home.
In knowing this, all hearts may rest,
Loneliness fades, as souls are blessed.
~~ Kali Kaivalya ~~
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