Many an encounter trepid permeates
Every avenue traversed by the yogi
The illuminated echoes within the cranium
Are soon to be heard throughout this time wrap
Plunging into a black hole of primordial
Hindering shrapnel attacking like samurai
Yapping at the ego where reactionary lapses
Silently sigh at the star studded sky
Illustrating why through projected stimuli
Course of careering, colliding coinciding with the cosmic traffic
A kinetically created kaleidoscopic aura ignites
Lasting many a millennia leaving a trail
Lunging leaps and bounds into the endless universal
Yin emptiness now painted with substance of tales wisdom full
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