gazing at the cosmos --
reflection of shawl-swathed face --
blending together
Sitting in the meditation room on my birthday, gazing at the cosmos: thangka mandala expanding from indigo point to ever-widening, overlapping circles in six colors, interwoven with cloud orbs and white-tailed black comets. Around the indigo bindu, gradually darkening blue rings surrounded by an eight-petaled pink lotus floating in a white pond. Circling the center, six spheres in red, green, indigo, orange, white and yellow, bearing the Tibetan symbols: Oṃ maṇi padme hūṃ.
Gazing back at me, my face, swathed in a pashmina shawl, manifesting within the cosmos, remaining in some form of matter through some space of time, blending this and That.
