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Early morning
Sitting in the chapel
With the Master of Oneness
I let myself flow
In the deep
Thoughts disappear
Like clouds by the sun
Feelings come and go
Until they are no more
Deeper and deeper I subside
Until nothing is

And still
A consciousness
A beingness
A sentence appears
"Thou shall not make an image"
and an understanding
That that is impossible
There is no word
No image
No sound
No symbol
That can describe
What this is
It is
Not nothing
Not something
Not
And still

Written in Dutch June 11' 2002
Translated January 24' 2003
Nederlandse versie

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