Undifferentiated perception
When space and time vanish, what then remains,
save the light of awareness self-aware
and in that pristine state, there are no chains,
for we shine as Self, delusion stripped bare,
with no agenda we wish to declare.
As one without a second, we’re the all,
pulsating with delight, in a bliss squall.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
