I stood atop the mountain of my mind,
Expecting wisdom, treasures I might find.
I peered into the void where "I" should be,
And laughed aloud—there's nothing there of me!
"Well, isn't this a cosmic prank?" I cried,
"To search for self and find it's all outside!"
My ego slipped away without a fight,
It saw the joke and vanished in the night.
Now here I am, the universe entire,
It's funny how I'm everything prior.
I tried to find myself in thoughts and things,
But found I'm woven in the space between.
I chuckled as the stars winked back at me,
A nod to this absurd reality.
Enlightenment, a joke both grand and sly,
When nothingness is all that's left to spy.
The clouds, the trees, the moon's reflective grin,
All laughing at the joke we share within.
Who knew that losing self could be such fun?
When everything and nothing are both one.
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