Unlock the doors,
Come out in the open,
Just as the fragrance...
...rides the wings of the breeze
What should be out...
...must not stay in;
The whole universe...
...is your home outside,
Journey in the vast world,
And see the one light spread;
Outside belongs only to seers,
Who believe in this hidden truth,
That outside is the vast extension...
...of the person sitting in! ! !
Mykoul
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