Silence, oh so serene. I can hear nothing as I drift into a dream. Sleepless am I, but yet my mind moves through this world unbenounced to my intellect, a realm of deep silence, wisdom whispers to me as I become emerged into a trance like introspect.
This silence is so still that if I’m not intending to be quite, than unaware of her she’ll pass right before my eyelids. All around me I can feel her, as I dive deeper into this silent abyss, I can hear what’s unheard inviting me to find my inner bliss.
This silence is so deep, from her all arises and falls back into her to rest. From this inner silence I discover myself but the infinite silence whispers to me, “the deeper you go the more I shall show, my wisdom knows no time, enjoy this ride on an everlasting quest”
How could it have no ending? In this silence I now contemplate, to have no end is to have no place of origin, no point to label and pin, “this is where I’ll begin”.
All thoughts of time dissipated in this all encompassing silence, I became one with her. I walk free in her grace, never betrayed by her wisdom nor by her guidance. Through her I discovered my essence, the silent observer who sits and watches, who doesn’t sleep, who doesn’t feel, and who doesn’t think. My consciousness becomes one with the timeless eternal. I Am the silence, oh how this state of being is so sweet.
Fully aware, but unattached to it all. Free to dance, and also free to observe the dance and the dancer. In this silence I observe every rise and every fall, the life as she bounces like a child’s playing ball.