what appears
to be a universe
to you
is just the process of
the absolute's intent to know myself
it's like intent
to see myself
creates a mirror
most appropriate for that doing
you see it's complicated
after the lilac are the leaves
an osprey in the sky above the river
rhododendrons in their final purple burst
a bend in the creek
yellow buttercups appearing in the grass
the mind sees beauty
as this complicated object
to explain
it's not
really
me
you
love
one
I
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