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The raven awakens! Masterfully blended techniques: Glitch, Collage & Digital Painting by Cyber Shakti! Circa: 2021!

A lovely poem by the Ancient Poet Kabir:

ON THIS TREE is a bird: it dances in the joy of life.

None knows where it is: and who knows what the burden of its music may be?

Where the branches throw a deep shape, there does it have its nest: and it comes in the evening and flies away in the morning, and says not a word of that which it means.

None tell me of this bird that sings within me.

It is neither coloured nor colourless: it has neither form nor outline:

It sits in the shadow of love.

It dwells within the Unattainable, the Infinite, and the Eternal; and no one marks when it comes and goes.

Kabir says: 'O brother Sadhu! deep is the mystery. Let wise men seek to know where rests that bird.'

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A collection of #NFTArt by Cyber Shakti - Glitch, Digital Painting, Photography, and a whole lot of 'psydelicious' energy!

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The raven awakens! Masterfully blended techniques: Glitch, Collage & Digital Painting by Cyber Shakti! Circa: 2021!

A lovely poem by the Ancient Poet Kabir:

ON THIS TREE is a bird: it dances in the joy of life.

None knows where it is: and who knows what the burden of its music may be?

Where the branches throw a deep shape, there does it have its nest: and it comes in the evening and flies away in the morning, and says not a word of that which it means.

None tell me of this bird that sings within me.

It is neither coloured nor colourless: it has neither form nor outline:

It sits in the shadow of love.

It dwells within the Unattainable, the Infinite, and the Eternal; and no one marks when it comes and goes.

Kabir says: 'O brother Sadhu! deep is the mystery. Let wise men seek to know where rests that bird.'

Visual Poetry collection image

A collection of #NFTArt by Cyber Shakti - Glitch, Digital Painting, Photography, and a whole lot of 'psydelicious' energy!

Contract Address0x495f...7b5e
Token ID
Token StandardERC-1155
ChainEthereum
MetadataCentralized
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