in the elusive
all-encompassing
embrace,
there is no stand, no outer circle
no background
no ground for feet
no hand or finger
no feathered arrow
no biting tip
just eye and eye
that gets tip to target
the here to there of our lives
where end-point has many names
but the journey has one:
meditation.
[Inspired by the photography of Rukshan Abeywansha]
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