Maya, my dear,
you are the classroom where
we learn the lesson
of grace in fruitful error.
Maya, my dear,
within your vast everything
we can do anything
yet in our choice of doing one thing
the rest must be left undone.
Maya, my dear,
you are the medium “as if”
through which arose the explicit universe
apparently without, yet naturally within
the Infinite belly of o…
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