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It is as one great act of bold assumption
the world exists, though we would like to think
otherwise, that we draw our own assumptions
from its real presence our own thoughts to link.
But the world’s at heart a fleeting affair,
and what’s in realisation the test
of all, that anything is nothing there
at all, except that as thought it persist.
Take a great fall of snow as recently
become evidence of a vast outdoors,
but in thought is fixed the identity –
go on, examine this – the thought is yours.
Whence we realise the volume of things
is the volume of thought it comprises,
not in our minds, in our imaginings,
after all, but as one thought it arises. |
