Deep in the still swirl of the empty space,
Lightness of emptiness, no-thing.
No-thing is all-thing is One, all and none
like the delicate crisp shell of a
rice-paper body… thinner,
the light body experienced and then nothing.
Remember the lightest, lightest, crunchiest
cracker you ever bit into.
Now, lighter still… A thin sheet of ice
upon a mud puddle, how it cracks at the pressure of the toe of your shoe….
Being invisible and
luminous, radiant… to the pond we go…
ripple from the center
out, out, out,
beyond, further, further, light
catches and shines upon
the ripple… diamond light in the dawn and dusk….
upon a hayfield of snow,
Poplar branches, Scotch Pine, Cedar boughs flocked
with diamond crystals of white and clear…. Beyond brilliance…
and no matter the brutal freeze, they shine.
Because of the brutal freeze,
they glisten and there is completion.
I become the glistening branch, the light captured in crystal flakes and drops….
Can you see how Sun reaches it, breaches, it,
moves through to make
magic for the eyes to observe, for light to see itself?
Can you see, dear sunshine?
See yourself in this display of this particular universe, galaxy, planet?
Ain’t we that groovy glorious bright shine? Oh yeah baby, we sure are.
And nothing at all. A speck, a swirl, a flash of nothing at all that never was, ever is,
Pure potentiality bliss kiss.
Written on 21 January 2022