Language as augmented reality

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Listen closely, seeker, and let the words take flight,

For language is the veil that hides the infinite light.

The tongue, like a bridge, spans the gulf 'twixt earth and sky,

Allowing the soul's whispers to reach the Divine eye.

In the ocean of Being, our thoughts are but ripples,

Dancing across the surface, reflecting the Whole's riddles.

Words are the garments that clothe the formless and unseen,

Weaving the tapestry where spirit and matter convene.

When the mind falls silent, and the heart begins to sing,

Language becomes the mirror where the Beloved's face doth cling.

For in this world of appearances, where veils shroud the truth,

The tongue is the key that unlocks the eternal's secret booth.

So listen, my friend, to the poetry of the spheres,

And let it transport you beyond your mortal fears.

For language is the ladder that lifts the seeker's sight,

To the realms of pure essence, where all is infinite light.