The now is a whirling Dervish; it whirls and it worlds.
The Dervish sees; the Dervish sees,
A seeing that hides; a seeing that shows,
A seeing that lets be; a seeing that lets go,
One veils; one unveils,
One is the farthest; one is the nearest,
One is the eye; one is the I.
But, alas, how easily the trance slips past our hasty glance!
The Grand Magician told us this secret:
Yearn and remember,
The truth is not in holding; it is in withholding
He looked away and sighed,
This world is a mirage in the vacant gaze of the One
NOEMAYA 
Beautiful!
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You write great poetry too? Wonderful!!
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Hi Toomajj! I have nominated you for The Power of Words award because your words always inspire. Please see my post at: https://writersdream9.wordpress.com/2015/02/21/power-of-words-award/
Thank you for all you do!
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Thank you. It is my honor writersdream.
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