Eternal Plasma
T Tom Billsborough
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Oh sea,
Your eternal plasma whispers to me.
I am the real, you but a passing dream.
I am the nothingness
Which creates by being.
I am the unity
That you seek in song.
I the deep tarn, inscrutable as Tao.
I the cataract bathing in steam.
I am the Ganges and the Nile,
The yawning Pacific and the perpetual rain.
I am the heart but know no sorrow.
I shall not see you again tomorrow.
I have no desire to retain the fleeting,
Nor the unreality of seeing.
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