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This empty shell sits alone in silence wondering, “Who Am I,” but discovers only silence enveloping a once symphonic presence. “Who Am I?” again surfaces, balancing moments of deep introspection with moments of complete emptiness. In the mirror stands the seeker, ever asking, “Who Am I?” but never responding – just watching and waiting for…

Upon the blue stillness lies the immensity of all seen and unseen, all wished and non-wished, all glorified and all condemned. Somewhere in the distance a wind chime softens the silence, calling upon a new soliloquy of transcendence. The sheet torn in the temple has settled on dirt floors – created and creating still; pondering…

This empty shell sits alone in silence wondering, “Who Am I,” but discovers only silence enveloping a once symphonic presence. “Who Am I” again surfaces from time to time, balancing the moments of deep inner thought with moments of complete emptiness. Does the blade of grass wonder to itself, “Who Am I” as it grows?…

Creator and Created, Fine silvery threads dance confidently on Open waters, drawing up the life which Floats along vast currents. Behind the mirror existence shines back From ages past and teams of creation, Yet unseen they wait for their moment. Through dry mists glowing embers explode Casting their presence across unwatched Empty highways – waiting.…