In full view, who are you?
A mirror's gaze, or skies so blue?
A soul's whisper, a cosmic clue,
Unveiling realms we never knew.
In essence pure, in spirit true,
You're not the mask the world construes.
A sacred dance, a hymn, a pew—
You are the One, and the One is you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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