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the cosmos
I have been to the field of flowers,
where blossoms are purer than snow,
reached the summit of infinite hours,
far above the misty below,
Drifting past snow-dusted spires, beyond symbols and signs.
An old thing like me, when bells toll, no longer cowers.
I have been all kinds.

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the flower, cosmos, but also the universe, all-knowing.