Characters
In life are seekers
Seeking for the end
Of me..but those
Intermediate goals
Save the day...
Nothing appearing as Everything...
Minimalism
The filtering of thoughts
To a scarcity of words
Seeming as a path
To nothing at all..
And resistance building
With nothing in sight...
Movement
Seems to veil
That which does
Not move
The permanent..
Overlooking the
Peace of stillness..
As the permanent
Appears as
Movement
There may seem an
Unveiling of
That stillness...
"This"
Is an expression
Of no separation..
No other
Simultaneously
Expresses this..
As do..no time
And space..no
Cause and effect
No me or you..
Which makes this
Unexplainable..
Yet this and this
Are this...
"This"
A heavily trafficed
Word..seeming a
Favorite pointing to
Everything to which
No word can point..
Speakers know this
About this..saying
There doesn't seem
A better word than
This..so repetition
Carries the day..
Even though all
Words point to
Everything...