Row the Boat Downstream
©2013, Olan L. Smith
My vicar said to me, "Life's aroma
Drives consciousness into hallucinations stirred."
Ask I, "Father, what is fundamental if a nature's aura
Is a delusion, which is Dreamer and dreamed?"
Father answers, "All is delusion, oblivion imagines us.
Naught creates, and nil is matter. Why seek
What is not, become what it is in your mind, a technique.
Consider the beauty of void's physique,
And relish splendor, breathless."
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The Wizard!
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