...of the light I see You

like the ocean

infinitely beautiful

in all objects

reappearing out of non-being

and deep...................

painting pictures of life

with

the lightness of..... a fulfilled

promise,

the quickness of a bypassing

glance,

the subtlety of....... a word,

just not

whispered,

and this whole illusion of reality,

inexplicably

everything is You,

...present in nothingness,

words like schools of fish

wander Your boundlessness

leaving no trace

on Your immaculacy

of nonexistence

in everlastingly

existing

affirmation and negation

are meeting in Your

picture of eternal

silence,

Your tranquility...is...

a state of bliss...