on a day where i can leave the watcher be, on a day when the leaves are turning yellow and red, when green disappears , and cold winds blow beauty around me and the light from the sky surrounds the yellow world, love is life and life is love.
there are the wonderful teachers in this world that we are blessed to meet and to learn from. sometimes we don't see them when they are right in front of us. i remember being so blind and deaf as to pass a wise man by, laughing to myself , as if i knew who was who, when i was really dancing the dance of the ego.
there are the wonderful teachers in this world that we are blessed to meet and to learn from. sometimes we don't see them when they are right in front of us. i remember being so blind and deaf as to pass a wise man by, laughing to myself , as if i knew who was who, when i was really dancing the dance of the ego.
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