Void resonates in darkness. Mundane places by day become mysterious black pools at night. The richness of the dark unknown is due to the deep connectedness and unity of the void. The formless dark is immanent with wonder because each bit if the night shadow is also the abode of all that touches the void. The void here is like an ocean and each inlet of the night is an opening into the whole sea. Strange creatures from far away are swimming in the nearby pool of ocean, of night, of void. Looking into the midnight shadows, the void in our own being identifies with the void beyond, with that sea whose shores wash every possibility of being, In the summer darkness of the central mountains, shadows of the moon illuminate glistening mountains of infinity.
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