we dream
& we are dreams
swirling in & out
of ever
our dream is
always––
the dream
of dreams
flows within us
like the milky way
between the cymbolic
big bangs
of forgotten time
we were we
in the dream
of the tao––
we are we
in the forever
of love
& the song
of the heart
we appear together
as we belong––
disappear
without disappearing
the yea of being
is the invisible buddha’s
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