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The Inner World Collection · curated edition

The Universal in the Specific

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About 1 minute · 6 stanzas

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They see life from different angles, different lines of perspective.

A slight turn of the head, the blink of an eye, subtle glimpses of magic others might pass by.

Can you cleanse your vision until you see nothing but oneness?

Can you step back from your mind into the infinite silence of Being and thus understand all things?

I see the Divine in your eyes. I feel the deepest silence in your presence.

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“They see life from different angles, different lines of perspective.
A slight turn of the head, the blink of an eye, subtle glimpses of magic others might pass by.”
The Universal in the SpecificPoetry by Michael Yap
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This curated edition is shared as personal artistic expression, not medical, financial or relationship advice. Sacred names and traditions are approached with respectful poetic or devotional context.

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