Can love be more?
It gets subtler
this dream
that I live
It gets subtler
this I
that I call me
It gets subtler
this line
of separation
Against
the grinding weight
of unawareness
the transparent
noumena!
Radiant rapture
self-revealing
neither beheld
nor beholding
Can love
the unchanging presence
be more?
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