That.
That which paints the clouds.
And colours the flowers.
That.
That which shines in the raindrops.
And glistens in the early morning dew.
That.
You are That.
–
Not tomorrow.
Not when you realise it.
Not when you stop feeling like this.
Not when you get enlightened.
Now.
Right now.
Perfect!
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