A Visitor

To what do i owe this pleasure
A visit from duality
Theres an open road that lies ahead....
There is no left or right, just vastness with light at the end...
To where did it go... That bright light that became smaller
but still just as visible... Not knowing... Opening the self to take in the all...
Not what we see but what lies underneath... What hides behind those eyes.... Duality... Ego and Soul.. Duality in this realm... To whom i replied... I see all things... But i speak for the light

This poem is about: 
Me

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