
That feeling.
Arising right now.
Is as impersonal.
As the wind.

That feeling.
Arising right now.
Is as impersonal.
As the wind.

No inside.
No outside.
Just The Happening.

Leaf unfurls.
Feelings stir.

Each and every.
Apparent flaw.
Is the spontaneous expression.
Of universal energy.
Each and every.
Apparent flaw.
Is a divine flaw.
–
Not really a flaw.
At all.

Love expressed.
In and as.
Each and every atom.

Not a single drop of dew.
Out of place.

The clouds.
The Sun.
These eyes.
These tears.
This pain.
The same movement.

Sitting quietly.
Doing nothing in particular.
Everything.
Simply happening.

The rising sun.
And the seeing of the rising sun.
Are not two separate events.
Life is a single happening.

There is only.
The seamless whole.