Meditation
A practice no one can practise Nothing to do Nowhere to go Effortlessly dissolve into the moment No doer No entity No identity Giving all to this moment which is all there is silence stillness in the beauty of not-knowing in the mystery of it all
The unknown present
The peace beyond understanding
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2011-02-26 at 09:04
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