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An Illusion of Mirrors
Mystics marvel that the Observer is the Observed,
Consciousness experiencing Itself,
Love loving Herself,
Life living Himself.
The mystery of manifestation
is that it arises from within and without,
including here and there,
and enfolding now and then.
Here I sit, and
there I emerge,
simultaneously and infinitely,
not two, but One,
a dance of Ecstasy,
you and me,
an illusion of mirrors.