What is the truth of existence
of Life
of ourselves?
Can we capture it in words
and concepts?
Measuring the infinite with yardsticks?
Taking a bucket of water to describe the ocean?
What if right here and right now
there is no need for words and concepts
to perceive what is already present?
Unclutching the mind with its persistent habit to grasp.
And just look and see.
Life screaming at us through all our senses.
Presence beyond belief
Simply here already
Words can point towards but never
capture the infinite.
And there is no need for words
to know what we are.
Just this..
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