In moments lost
Or known in the singular self
A moment to discover
What lies beneath a radiant mind
That sees each leaf as an expression of
An ultimate sense
So is it lost or found
Discovered or just remembered
Seeking an unknown answer
To an unknown question
What is real
A thought, a sound, a feeling
A breath of wind on the delicate skin of a newborn child
An innocence that remembers each moment
Of a life experienced
As a dying star disappears into the absence of knowing
So will consciousness again discover itself
When released from earthly desire
As the leaf becomes a stem, the plant
Dissolved into the tree of existence
There is no separate sense
As the flames of the funeral pyre envelop your body
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