Swirling and twirling I danced
As each step lead to another
I melted some more
Now there was no separateness
I had become the dance
I had become the music
I had become the floor too
Giving up all the identifications
Surrendering
I melted some more
Nothing left to give
I became an empty bowl
Overflowing with love
Being one with everything makes a lot of sense...and then you see there is nothing there - VOID! Very nice...
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