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The Golden Bowl

by denel-kessler

nomad hungry ghost trembling hands outstretched forever seeking that which does not sustain alms for the golden empty bowl offerings laid on the morning altar until there is no barrier only giver and receiver giving and receiving adjoined without end that which circles becomes eternal all is but illusion we remain unbound released from suffering what was fractured in wholeness will be found.
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Feb 11, 2016
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#spirituality#giving#receiving#alms#sustenance#offerings
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