On The Other Side

Poem By Russ von Ohlhausen

By looking outward, I see all that is inward.
By looking forward, I become everything that has been.
By looking back, I know what is to come.
I peer into deepest sky to grasp the smallest essence of self.
I look to the dark places to know the light.
A glimpse of the beginning is to witness the end
I am in this world as all the worlds are within me.

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