"I contemplate the silent pond
Whose water is stirred by a breeze.
Am I thinking about everything,
Or has everything forgotten me? "
-Fernando Pessoa
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The silent, calm
un-stirred pond
sees the sky, stars
the moon, the sun
hills, trees
passers by
and you, if you
sit nearby and contemplate it
how transparent
reflective, meditative!
and still
how boring, how unimaginative
peaceful?
for sure, for nothing happens
everything forgets you
you forget everything
full isolation
final freedom
deep sleep
death?
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