Listening to the silence
I hear nothing resembling the sound of everything
In nothing, as within in everything, a place of nowhere to go and nothing left to do
I am still, yet moving faster than I ever have before
In my speedy stillness I wait and realize that with nowhere to go
I am forever NOW Here!
In a place where nowhere turns into NOW Here, I listen.
I am that which I am and nothing more nothing less.
I have no quests or proceses or grand things to figure out.
I simply am.
What I will be is what I am.
And all that I seek I have already become.
Time has disolved into the waxing and waning of the moon.
A cycless cylce through a motionless time.
After so much has changed I realize that everything is the same.
We are already now here.
Just listen!
THere is nothing here and nothing there.
Posted by sequoia
at 11:01 PM
