Flying forward with anticipation
Of something coming
And something going,
Wondering which is which,
Whether arrival is better
Or departure?
Or does it depend on what’s coming
And what’s going?
Pleasant or unpleasant,
All keeps flowing,
Until the difference is unclear,
As both are contained in each;
Looking deeply,
Breathing steadily,
Pools of light,
Skies of dark;
Infinite awareness,
Sparkling energy
Like a door opening
Unto the vastness,
As if tapping into a channel
From which eternity streams,
Sitting amidst sunbeams,
Immersed in warm soothing waters.
How quickly the climate changes,
Slipping in and out,
Exploring the narrow
And the wide,
Peering inside and outside
And then forgetting
The imaginary dividing line
Between one and the other.
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