So spake simple Simon
Rest worthy hermit, betwixt bliss beat’s blink,
poised as we are, awareness self-aware,
no goals to pursue, no objects to link
and thus this world of names and forms outstare.
Just as the vast sky is by no hand steered,
we too remain, a pulsating heartbeat,
who has by free will, in form here appeared,
watching how polarities meet and greet.
The witness who watches is the ego,
creating a subject and an object,
a retrograde step, which we must let go,
to reclaim rapture that rises unchecked.
Impulse of heart is translated by mind ~
Caught in its web, the spider’s in a bind
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