Beyond the Clouds

. . . and trying to get to the other side

move - feel - express your anatman

Come with me to a place where eternity stands still
where bodies bend and move at their own free will
and hum to the sounds from their heart beat chords
press on into the night and express the pain of nil
with Amida, dear friend, loyal light and anatman

and sothe pulsing heart

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