Practice is unique
The path is unique
Words, smells, change,
but don’t change anything,
There is, ultimately, only one practice,
Tonight, I can see it: we cannot never choose between two identical things,
because this it not a choice.
One is one,
One is not two
Breathing the One in all is the only nourishment for the soul.
Two is an illusion
And peace of mind emerges.
©FJ Oct 2023
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