The divine solitude of all things permeates all things. Its Spaciousness contains room for both form and formlessness. From it arises the sense of being. a tree with his branches, turned out and leaves flatten facing the sun participate in the spaciousness of being, Purely. An eagle Gliding in majestic circles, held aloft through its oneness with nature, participates in this spaciousness. The solitude Between the thought and all around the thought; the solitude between the sound, and all around the sound rises up from this spaciousness of being.
The spaciousness of being
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A poem by Kevin Powers
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