As silence grows, so grows clarity. When words are not enough, knowing comes.
And truth, whatever form it takes in this moment, reveals the essence of my thoughts.
I contain,
Both love and indifference,
Both unity and divisiveness,
Both majesty and commoness,
Both harmony and discord.
Both reverance and distain.
It is my lot to garden wisely this fertile ground of my mind, uprooting that which chokes the beauty that is always there.
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