Rudra Nua is a controversial figure in the field of the poetry of self-realisation. Many see him as 'the root of all vegetables' while others recognise him as the one they might see in the shaving mirror or sitting opposite them at the dinner table.
"You find no restYet you are rest itself. -All things fitInto this order of abandon." All of this post resonates strongly, particularly the lines above. I can't find myself...and I also can't lose myself. I am effortlessly the being that I am. I will never see my eye (only its reflection in a mirror) and yet evidence of this unseen eye is apparent in everything that is seen. The seen is the shadow of the unseen. Perception is evidence of the unseen perceiving. Thank you for the pointing from form to formlessness in this poem.
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