I go,
you stay;
two autumns.
Buson
Each of us is our own world. That world has no edges – it permeates everywhere.
This is enlightenment.
Accepting our aloneness and responsibility takes courage.
Getting stuck there is narcissism.
Not perceiving our all encompassing aloneness is delusion.
What is like when one is neither stuck in separateness nor aloneness?
Autumn evening,
The fog streams.
No one can grasp it.
photo credit: Hamed Saber
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