
The ego is in a whirl of destroying itself and resurrecting itself at the same time,
like day and night, breath and pause, Yin and Yang.
In the silence between each dissolution and rebirth
we may catch a glimpse of our true essence:
child-like, wide-eyed before its own reflection,
heart inflamed, soul enchanted—
a single, timeless heartbeat
named eternity.
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