I awakened from one dream into the next,
Peeling away the veil on another layer Of the illusion of this reality, Repeating this cycle of tiny deaths And awakenings Until I returned once again To the light; And all of the wanting, The suffering and pain of attachment, Had burned away in the heart-fire; And I remembered, Not who I am, But what I had always been -- The clear, bright light Of Divinity.
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