The World.

 World is One!

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Thus Says Wion.

Do we have a common World?

Or, everyone has One's own, 

Particular, -Of One's own mind,

Made of memory, conditioning?

Though the Consciousness,

Where-in this World exists,

Along-with the individual,

Where-in the individuals keep on, 

Assuming repeatedly a myriad,

Names and forms,

Where-in each and every, 

Supposedly One, 

Owns and assumes, a distinct,

Existence of One's own,

That is at once taken as Real,

Distinct, Different and other from the World,

Without least suspicion or doubt,

Where-in both the World, 

And the individual appear,

And disappear too,

With and along-with the other,

Is no doubt One and Unique

Isn't that Consciousness,

Truly One without the other, 

So couldn't in the strict sense, 

Be even said One,

For One exists with reference to, 

Zero, Two or many,

For Zero, One, Two and many, 

Are but numerals as concept only,

While This Consciousness,

Is never a concept, 

Yet the Mother, 

Where-in and where-from emerge out,

All and everything,

Where-in dissolve ultimately, 

Again and again, 

All and everything.

There is, 

This Consciousness only,

And no-one or nothing else,

Truly, that could ever exist on its own,

Still it assumes the name and the form,

Of the Collective, 

Where-in there is a World,

That seems Common to all. 

Maybe, that World be a concept, 

An idea, notion or but a dream,

But "Who" exactly knows!!

Isn't the knowing,

-The Consciousness Itself!

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