How can
the I
remove my
obsession with
the my and
release the
grasp of its
own
little
ego-self.
A wave
half captured
by the ocean
cannot return
to the lonely
smallness of
its single self.
A ray
shining forth
from the
light-heat-burning
mass of
the sun
cannot
be itself
without the
star.
Back
and forth,
between the little
and the big,
between the one
and the many
the heart
beats on
grasping
and releasing.
_____
Ciao!
+Tom
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