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Siddhartha

Divinity's candle
stays burning alive
not born or created
conceived or contrived

Its light from the center
forever shines through
the moment's unveiling
delivering you

To places all knowing
through spaces unknown
the mix in the crucible
its myth to atone

The vision self-granted
when time is deposed
confirmed refutation
- with nothing to know

(Villanova University: January, 2024)


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