sweet pink, tart white, green
quenching with each curvy bite
gritty summer pulp
the house so silent
i threw out boxes, boxes
it didn’t feel bad.
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There comes a time in the seeker’s life when he discovers that he is at once the lover and the beloved. The aspiring soul which he embodies is the lover in him. And the transcendental Self which he reveals from within is his Beloved.
— Sri ChinmoyThe Cat Cam
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