
There is nothing.
That does not belong.

There is nothing.
That does not belong.

Undivided Presence.
Ultimate Reality.
Unconditional Being.
–
Just This.
Everything.
Absolutely Everything.

The entirety.
Of this very moment.
Happens by itself.
And is therefore.
Nothing other than.
Utter perfection.

There is no becoming.
Everything is already This.
This is already Everything.

There is nothing but This.
All that apparently arises.
Its Expression.

Seamless.
All inclusive.
Expression.

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

No inside.
No outside.
Just The Happening.

Leaf unfurls.
Feelings stir.

Not a single drop of dew.
Out of place.