reflected its beauty.

I looked down and read. I heard the words as I read
them, and they said, “I want you to come with me.”

When I looked up to ask where, Rama smiled, and I was
spun through gold, blue and green, into the dharma kaya,
the clear light.

Finally, no questions, no answers. I was home.

 
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