Echo
In this moment
I am everything I ever wanted to be
So I think not of death
But of legacy
The inspired movement
Rippling through this reflection of me
All the voices which choose
To echo my own
When I look at all of you
I see home
Not a place I frequent
But a state of being present
Never whole until we share these lessons
Regression to a fetus
When we were perfectly conscious
Bridged between divine
And mortal mind
Until our two gaping pupils
Decided to brave the Light
The greatest teacher
Two open students
Let it be taught, not writ
And read between strokes of Sanskrit
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