A koan to ponder.

I answer this:

If you just turn around and look you can see it in the outline of a leaf or in cloud formations.

The face of an electron orbiting around a nucleus, the face of the rain falling in giant puddles, the face of the stars, the face of the universe.


My face was spread amongst the cosmos
and across the face of the sun.

It lept into the face of a tree, only to become the face of
the earth; the face of wheat, or perhaps an animal.

It became my face through my mother's mother and then my
mother herself.

Soon it will be but a part of the face of another.

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