It was all in being in my being
What it is that’s happening there
It wasn’t in anything past or future
But what was happening right now
And though there seemed to be
Nothing there --- No thoughts that
Said or spoke --- The very emptiness
Was filled with Light though nothing
Sighted there --- And no occurrence.
Simpler and simpler was the way of ‘it’
The more that I didn’t do, to do ‘it’ .
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