There are eyes within eyes
But blink and these words are gone.
Open—your eyes
And then see the world is anon.
All is but one grain
One ear of rice
"What more-need-you-or-I"
That has lived, need more of life!
{The wisdom of the wind}
Come's from seeking out its source
Back to the beginning.
Therefore harvest
What your love might carry?
Be but both empty and full,
For in death, shall we not all marry?
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