Walking Notes on a sunny February day
Life is a coloring of Self
whether realized or not..
And..mostly..seemingly..not...
We all do it
invading the space of another..
When another is met
a need arises
to direct attention
an energy expended
to the appearance
of a seeming other...
This isn't religion..but reality
the perennial Reality
of recognition of "I"
before religion encircles
with a fence
of objectivity...
Yes and profound!
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