I sensed that:- “The seed of understanding ever awaits the advent of spring or appropriate time to sprout, when it will sprout, when its aromatic feelings and perceptions will make life fragrant; “for seeds and spring season have a close relationship. Shall we celebrate our living together when on the soil of our ego are growing thorny shrubs of wishes and desires, which do not let the mutual compromise between the seed and spring to fructify? When the fever of egotism has already dried up our being, how can we get rest?
The reflection of the Emptiness is still in my Being. The experience of beauty without the beautiful. One experiences a transcendent eternal beauty. There is no I or You - yet, I wish to die, for there is nothing beyond - beyond what? - beyond that which is my experience, beyond that which I am. Time has stopped - and space - spaces have merged into Being.
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