You are walking over pain of others
reaching tops of trees others have planted
now and then during you waking hours
your mindfulness may glimpse
tiny fragments of the invisible,
the simplest of musical notes
the travel can be long
you will feel tired but not exhausted
when you reach your destination
you will surrender your love,
treacherous and inarticulate,
love without measure,to the ancient one
and disappear.

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