My Light
And just as the moon pulls the shadow to herself, in order to become new... So do I pull darkness towards myself, in order to truly understand my light.
And just as the moon pulls the shadow to herself,
In order to become new,
So do I pull darkness towards myself,
In order to,
Truly,
Understand my light.
The Sound of Silence
Everything came from silence and goes to silence.
Silence is not the absence of sound but from where sound was created.
Silence is awareness. The watching. The watching of the flow.
It knows the light. And it knows the dark. And it plays with it all.
Sounds, colours, forms… They flow on the screen of this vast fully empty awareness pulsating with potency. And in the end of what comes and goes, there is only that silence still left.
Always watching. Always embracing. Always loving.