When the Tain behind the Glass of a Mirror, and the Glass Itself, and the Mirror Itself Are All One with the Universal One, Then We …Know

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   Two-way mirror

When mirrors are not mirrors but are true

Instead, at once are both, but only one

Together, two; when moths are emerald blue

Both blue and green as if an Eden sun

Were all outside the mind of Adam, God,

And Eve (and Lucifer) but all these through

And through each other, separate but not odd

To be as one though separate in a coup

Of Eastern philosophic thought, non-thought

Because beyond the western thinkers’ minds,

When frogs and lilies are the same, but not,

We know that we have opened Buddha’s blinds.

  Impossibilities are each well known:

    We see the dew and gods and death on stone.

~ Phillip Whidden