We are immersed in time,
In space, in life, in Light.
Height by height we climb,
Hoping to get our dreams in sight.
A wheel of endless searching,
Til the turning’s made to cease.
Why waste the journey lurching
To and from each false release?
Why not savor every cycle,
Resting in the peace of now?
Life’s too short to trifle with
Or squander anyhow.
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