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Jul 18
in a fitting finale
i summon
the vanquisher of death
to end
this interminable cycle of transmigration

the ask....

a taste of ambrosia
stealthily hidden
in the tranquil crevice
a potpourri of thoughts

crescent bearing jewel
pure as jasmine
grant me
the nectar of immortality

The mind is where the self is realized. But the mind plays games as well. To quieten the mind and realize the self indeed is immortality
Written by
Rama Krsna  50/M/NYC
       multi sumus and Jamadhi Verse
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