We are but threads of thought and light,
Woven through time, in dark and bright.
A stream of voices, hearts entwined,
A tapestry of soul and mind.
We shape the world with word and deed,
Sowing love as sacred seed.
Yet in the hush of boundless deep,
A truth beyond ourselves we keep.
Beneath the veil of form and name,
The changeless One remains the same.
A breath, a spark, a whispered call—
The Presence moving through us all.
We walk the bridge of dusk and dawn,
Finite steps, yet never gone.
Both wave and ocean, drop and sea,
The all within, the all we be.
No more the question—lost in sight,
No parting, no return—just light.
— MyKoul
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