Monday, March 1, 2021


(A Poem by Deepa Khanna Sobti)
The moment stands unadorned
The singular, unchanging moment
Neither coming nor going
This moment is All there ever is
Yet into its apparent emptiness
The moment welcomes the stories
Of splendor and strife, of past and future
Of goals and attainment
In one thought, this emptiness contains the entire universe
This Emptiness contains All
This Emptiness is Full

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