Back to the Self

Why are you here?
at this present place,
now,
why?

Why those particular people
around you,
these experiences;
feeling "good" or "feeling bad",...
why?

We never learn, we never teach,
we just remember
what we have always been...

Our experiences
help us retrieve
these memories
lost in the void.

They show again
give us a chance
to let them free.


One more chance to let go
unfinished businesses,
scattered around
since the beginning
of times.

Cleaning,
cleaning,
cutting ties,
letting our Cosmos
whole again.


Love,
love,
Master Cleaner.

Loving all
not only the one
easy to love
but also events and people
challenging us...

I do not react,
I do not engage,
I just notice.
Old tunes playing,
I let them go.

I Keep silent
unmovable,
in the space,
in the pace,
Infinite Nothingness

Surrounding my enemies
in an aura of love
I see them melt,
evanescent mirages
in the desert of my mind...