DELVING THE SHALLOWS TO FIND THE DEPTHS
leaping from the vessel, swimming the shallow depth, forever, circling and returning, and not for a second, the same sameness; or diving straight for the center, stopped by impossibilities, crushing pressure and endless darkness...... dreaming of the seeming safety of the vessel, left..... the spirit leaves; both are the same, mementos of forgotten cycles of confusion.. dangling, tinkling memories....... Healing Sounds of Tibet by Satori