Mind, a river rushing downstream;
Thoughts, the waves that arise and dissolve;
Consciousness, the still sky over all that stirring;
And this World, the mirror in those waters,
Reflects all: the desired & the averse:
Confusion is thinking you are those passing reflections.
Clarity is knowing you are the endless possibility for reflection.
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