I know less and less about anything but who I am. Empty and
un-knowing, I gaze into the miracle of your eyes. I see petals falling from the
Autumn rose: the naked center is so beautiful. I marvel at the engines of transparency in the
wings of a dragonfly. Beyond understanding, I bow to every creature. When my forehead touches ground, the whole earth sings in silence,
"You are the miracle!"
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