Ghost In The Machine
Acrylic on canvas, 48 x 24 inches.
Death is not a fearful thing because there's love. Mystery should not be feared but sought; its wonder is the path out of our doubt and pain.
creature of a million colored chambers,
creature with a million colored patterns in your eye,
long ago lost here,
guessing every turn,
your steps have crossed a million beckoning portals,
tramped a million halls.
Now a new eye opens,
the eye above your self, holding no patterns,
and sees: the foot and floor, the patterned walls,
light dancing to the counter-patterned eye;
now all is one !
A dance of all reality, of great and small infinity,
whose tiny steps and boundless whirls make up
yourself, all that there is.
Now see the truth of All:
All is one thing, a world of self-same strangers,
cable of many threads,
garden of night and noon and morning,
magic loom of all there is.
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