Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Zen Poem

True spaciousness, true aliveness, true flow,
True flexibility, true peace, true nothingness, true breath.

Letting go of the one who lets go

Sense the space that takes up no space
The song that has no sound

The infinite that takes up no time
The truth that cannot be thought about
It offers you no choice, no existence, no being, no thought

Rest in its bliss if you can
There is really nothing that is not already there.
The first act of existence has always been there and is the only thing that has ever been there
This courage is your co-creator and friend

Gently wake up

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