Poem: I am Thou

A concept is born
Then I died
A web of words distorts me
I have no beginning
I am everywhere
No one hears or sees this immutable Truth
Sound contains me but is not I
The birds sing its songs
The rivers flow into it
I am thou

Cut short (lost connection). Doesn’t have the same effect by reading it as when I was trying to convey it.

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