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Feb 2010
I came to a place
Inever knew
But where not knowing
Was knowing true.

An unknown place
Where blind I stood
Yet all being strange
All things understood,
How I cannot say,
But where not knowing
Was knowing true.

A place of bliss
And perfect faith
And deepest knowledge
Of the narrow way,
So passing strange
No word can be true
To what I knew.

So bathed in light
And strange delight
I left my senses,
Flew from my life
As my spirit soared
In that knowing true
What no knowledge knew.
Written by
luis harss
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