A cavern or space, the celestial spin doesn’t determine

The spirit remains quiet while holding the keys close to the heart

Until the shadows disappear; there is no communication other than silence

Implausible for many when vacuous words create unnecessary uproar

Everything seems merry through the fabricated perspectives

Busy pursuing duality and finding an escape with the shadows

The owl’s piercing gaze through a haze demystifies an escape

Perceptions acquire depth when the dodgy cloak is blown away

The orb balances everything through a celestial vision

Every landscape has a vision that is waiting to be discovered


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