-John McIntosh
In the midst
Of nothing-ness
The dream plays
Across the great screen
Of Consciousness
The screen remains
The screen
Unattached to the
Moving images and interactions
Of All That Is
So serious are
The players
Caught up in the
Endless stories and dramas
That bind them to a mirage
But the great wheel
Of bondage
May be departed from
In an instant
With just a shift of Attention
A simple turn inward
With gentle acceptance
Of What always waits
For the wandering spirit
To return
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