Empire Sands

Sometimes the flavor of thought excites insistent preferences
Like atoms of wind caught, split, and sold as necessities

Contemplation is not coerced manifestation
Rather active mind learning to feel the familiar face of skillful means

Up Down Plus Minus riding the waves of dissolution
Empire sands falling through the fingers of laughing adepts

Do not hesitate in the Presence of the face that encompasses
Do not tremble at the sight of vast empty

What could be more fulfilling than making love to all these things
Right here now their excited chatter – Your very own heartbeat

True art is seen living intertwined behind vision
Be with This now and you will know true love

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