Why do I need to reach the summit? Is there a destination?
A creation, a beginning or an end; I need none.
There is no crest or trough. Neither rise, nor the fear of fall.
This moment is all that is. Let’s live it and just be…I create the worlds of thoughts; but they can’t be real.
This feeling, so magnanimous and beautiful;
can a world so small contain it all?
Joy is all that is. Let’s immerse in it and just be…Let it flow, ever pure, eternal and free; lead us to the ocean infinite.
I wish I could speak it out;
can the play of words paint that?
Silence is all that is. Let’s smile and just be…