Through the magnifying glass


Through dark and dust
Through sun and sand
Through mountains and rivers
Through sky and the earth

There have been many wanderers who stand still .
Their frozen minds forgot the essence of being present

Through pen and paper
Through land and languages
Through lecture and audience
Through knowledge and wisdom

There have been students too blind to read through the lines.
Their excellent manuscripts have been shared for hundred of decades …

Through planets and galaxies
Through space and time
Through conscious and reality
Through the here and after

There has been one seed for so many different ideologies which are fruitful.
Acceptance is the key to the door of miracles.

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