In the depths of silence, when I gaze into the unseen mirror of my thoughts
In the depths of silence, when I gaze into the unseen mirror of my thoughts,
I wonder what it truly means to contemplate one's own nakedness,
is it the absence of something that should be, or just an illusion of the mind?
Reality is merely a spectacle unfolding before my eyes.
It is here, right now, in every breath and blink of my being,
but the more closely I observe it, the more it transforms into a mirage,
becoming an endless abyss where my center of gravity is lost,
I fall freely through this void, not knowing where it begins or ends.
Fear overwhelms me, yet at the same time, it takes my breath away with beauty,
and I understand that fear and ecstasy are two sides of the same fragile coin,
the spectrum of emotions is limited, yet paradoxically, infinitely vast,
for the nothingness, in its emptiness, is actually all I need to be complete.
This is the cosmology of joy, immeasurable in its silent infinity,
it is nothing but myself, the entire universe contained in a single soul,
for there is no other, just one being singing its own melody,
behold, here and now, before you, is all that ever was and ever will be.
I understand that there is no separation, only a dance of particles of light,
and in this recognition, I find a peace that embraces my heart,
for in the apparent void of being, I find the fullness of all that exists,
and thus, in the silence of the universe, I rediscover my true essence.
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Dan Enache
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