of unformed words
dancing at the edge of
a pool of silence
that has no name.
Dive into the pool
leave behind the clumsy language
that cannot represent
the fullness here.
The silence embraces
bathes, cleanses, empties
washes away any feelings
of otherness.
Becoming silence
I merge with its essence
I forget any separation
I remember my name and
the name of the pool in which
I am completely immersed.
We are one.
The seeking heart and the clumsy words
have found their home
recognised their own being
in the pool of oneness.
We swim together
dance together
delighting in the oneness
of our true name.
© 18 Oct 15
The pool of silence audio
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