Musings on space
recognising whatever is manifest
is finite, perishable and doomed to die
including the life giving luminous sun
we shift our focus to vast, enigmatic space
invisible, unchanging, holding all in its womb
in everything yet affected by nothing
is this the noumena, we wonder
in staid silence, melding with the void
all that remains is awareness self-aware
attention animated, poised in no-thingness
metaphorically our mind-body too has vaporised
sensing by touch, our vibrant soul presence
transcends need to feel the contrast of duality
with focus held firm, our eye becomes single
we then see the fabric of space begin to flicker
revealing that subtle as it is, it too is an entity
being a gigantic cocoon holding all that is manifest
in a whirlpool of toroidal magnetic force field
energised by the eternal light that lights all lights
thus shimmering through the pores of skin of space
which we now behold in astonishment and wonderment
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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