Saturday, March 03, 2012



The whole of life
Is before you,
And what is your question ?

Those masters saw,
A fabulous presence of being
Where they smiled at flowers.

Conscious of feeling,
Emotion greater than sensation,
The awareness in silent motion.

They had arrived,
The end was a beginning,
And movements were considered holy.

Devoid of attachment,
To things of this time/space
We shall set ourselves free.