<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481190" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Your shadow is Due to own Opequeness!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like wheels<br> you spun round <br>in wonder <br>as you spoke<br>of the mysterious mountain<br>at the brink of heaven<br>that stills many waters, sailing over the waves. <br>And a shining lamp<br>burned in the midst of you! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pointing, <br>he runs to the mountain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Hildegard von bingen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He who points at the mountain<br>and runs, <br>The master of masters, <br>The prophet of prophets, Points at the root, <br>From where all seeds Germinate, <br>has its roots and grow<br>downward, from stillness to the<br>breeze of breath, <br>Wave of action and reaction, Impulses and thoughts! The veil is fog of own delusion, <br>look at the image of mountain, <br>Make your mind as bow, <br>reasoning as an arrow, <br>place your soul as arrow head, <br>aiming at the mountain, Accurate shot guided by<br>meditation, <br>Crosses the land of pain and<br>agony! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Follow him or he will follow you<br>as your shade, <br>What you think real is the shade, <br>Shadow of your opaqueness, <br>Be transparent cleaning your<br>heart, <br>what you think your shade is<br>that real!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ramdas+Bhandarkar">Ramdas Bhandarkar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481190" data-title="Your shadow is Due to own Opequeness! de Ramdas Bhandarkar" data-description="Like wheels you spun round in wonder as you spoke of the mysterious mountain at the brink of heaven that stills many waters, sailing over the waves. And a shining lamp burned in the midst of you! Pointing, he runs to the mountain. -Hildega..."></div> </div> </div>

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