Third Meditation

Everything I see
Is created within me,
To a greater or lesser degree.

My master asked me
If she existed;
I could not answer.

Freedom will be the time,
She said without objection,
When I can shake my head
In response to her question
Unshackled from regret,
As willows may dissolve
Irresistibly with time
Into a certain mist.

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