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Between the Sunrises and Sunsets

A poem on birthday wanderings

Author’s own

Between the sunrises and the sunsets, the years go by.
Another year unfolds before me.
Today is my first day on Earth.
I lived before this day. And I died many times before.
I was reborn again and again from the ashes of time.
Tat Tvam Asi- “I am that”.
I am not separate from the universal consciousness.

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