Being appearing as human

Welcome the mystery of your own being

in utter simplicity and radiant awakeness

All states are like flowers

they bloom and fall

Only the stateless state is eternal

no effort is needed

all stories are ended

maybe you realize

that you are the lightless loving light

and no clouds will ever cover your sight.....


Poetry by Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-12-21 at 13:12

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tobias wedin
Nice one!
We sure are like flowers, and to believe in eternal life is merely an instinctive defence against the anxiety of death.
But as you write (or as I enterpreted it), our death will lead to the blooming of new life. Not our own, but new. And so the cycle of life goes on, we are nothing but links in the chain of existence and evolution