You are born from nothing, mixed into nothing
All you see is empty, neither is you, none you are.
Born from cycle of karma, where did you get? From where did you start?
All light you emit is the reflection of what you see, of the world full of light.
Your decisions, your actions that aren't even yours.
Every thread carefully or uncarefully weaved, for your sake.
It passes through you and throughout the universe, yet you cannot predict.
your thread entangled in a knot, useful or not brings movement to this world.
What you see, what you don't see, what you are taken to, what you become, its all you.
Not yet knowing weaving of cloth, you never cared to watch.
All full, yet empty
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