Beyond the face
This cloud is dreaming of raining.
So clear the sun jewels on droplets.
Endlessly falling and siring, desire and release tumble onwards.
Night and day fighting, the lightning is writing it all down.
Being a singular person and being circumstances
Circular wheels are spinning and dreaming of squares.
Solidly fluid the movement is watching the dancer.
Flirting ‘tween over concern and deserting, who cares.
One drop of water living in the ocean.
No two existances being the same
Only one grain of sand just like this one
Only one person ever came.
And no separation in empty space.
I look into eye beyond the face.