Mysterious

Mysterious
Abel Tasman, New Zealand

March 20, 2011

One

I peacefully meditate as I float above the clouds 
My conscience follows the path of Zen
In a gentle trance my spirit is a song
that soothes an ancient soul
through lifetimes traveling
across the plain of birth and death,
I chant Hare Krishna to the One
The minds-eye is a singularity,
a point of infinite depth
and beauty
My body flies while my mind rests
on immortal thoughts of nothing
only His form
His essence 
crosses this field of transcendental vision
that veils every living being
For He is in everything:
from electrons to distant nebulae
And I know this
because we've found each other
once again

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