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Original Poem: Silent Presence Meditating in the Mountains

Elevating thoughts whistle and sigh

pulling mind from matter removing matters from mind

Emptiness is presence

Words dissolve like cloud-wisps blown by potent breezes

til only azure sky remains

To hear, I enter silence

To see, I look from within

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*Photo by Mike Oberg, used with permission

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