A dragon & a pearl. The sun ablaze. The moon cool blue. How the layers overlay like the skins of a coiling snake. If I could only grasp one immutable truth. It lies in the spiral. In the swirl. The still point. Doubt arises like thunderclouds. Like mist. Like a mirage. The dragon. The pearl. The Sun. The Moon. A Here. A Now. To grasp this. Maybe just to glimpse this. A glance. I am outside the circle... the circling... the circling through eons & eons. Inside the centre holds. The dream evanesces... evaporates. The clouds... the dragon... the sun... the moon... & at the centre...perfect... serene... immutable... the pearl.
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