When the ropes of mind no longer tie you,
And the body is seen as just a bunch of sensations,
The world will reveal its complete transparency,
And appearance within a dreamy Self.
When you ceased being pulled into time's walls
Boundaries and contours relax into the eternal
The ego's smoke disintegrates into
An ever-fresh space of atmic Conciousness.
Ideas derail their trajectories and load
Thinking vanishes into Being
And you find yourself naked of any "I",
Pure, radiant Peace!
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness, ego , life, mind, peace
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