How every being has unbounded extension into the void. Through the unity, openness and freedom of the void, every birdsong of the summer dawn, every insect of the night and flower of the season, every human face, every stone worn smooth by the river run of ages: all these are open and unbounded in the void. By the unity of the void every being touches all other being. The whole of being is reflected in each being, every flower reflects the power and laughter of humanity, every moment of silence reflects the distant vastness of space. The stars are reflected in the grass like fiery dew, the rock reflects the sky, the sky the sea, the sea the soul, the soul the inward hidden sun, the sun the cool, still, secret, winged night.
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