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Open Your Eyes

Written by Richard Guy Miller

Meditation Process

We never really die.
We just open our eyes.

When they have seen
Their last limitation,
We turn and weep,
Or we awake from our dream,
Open our eyes and know...

We never really die.
We just open our eyes.

When we have seen
Our last limitation,
We turn and weep,
Or we awake from our dream,
Open our eyes and know...

We never really lived.
We just closed our eyes.

 

Copyright ©2003 Richard Guy Miller