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Sitting quietly, watching the waves

The surface of the water shivers, on the sea of my consciousness

Confusion, chaos, movement, restlessness

The reflection of moonlight prances, in the waves that dance and twist

The night shudders, the black mass quivers

But all this cannot touch me, it's just an act

I am the sea

Eternal calm, and dark release

Receding to the depths, where I am free

Not identifying with the waves, that come and then depart

I will still be here

When all the seas have dried up, and turned to dirt

When all is gone to dust, and nothing's left to view

Beyond the trembling seas, my spirit stays renewed

(I'll still be here

I'll still be here)