Transcendent light
With clouds raising me
Rest in the silent air
As the world swirls and tugs
Eyes closed- no room here for that
Only space, without time
A room full of mirrors
Muse on the reflected image
No ownership of the identity
The tick of the clock loses meaning
As every limb bear its weight
Floating upward
Toward eternal timelessness
A beauty beyond mortal comprehension
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