Writing from the Heart
The sky is blue.
Because the sky is blue.
I see no reason to believe my belief.
I have no questions for the sky.
The stones, the pebbles and the sea,
the seaspray-blasted rocks,
all of these never have cause to question any questions.
If I do dare to so question
from this small corner of time,
then no question shows itself.
None and nothing at all!
I am the stones and the pebbles
I am the shore spray,
the rocks and the sea.
When I look,
the eyes of my eyes see.
All and all, all questions
received all answers long ago
at the inception of time.
Bliss perfect bliss
answer me
~ Love’s presence EveryNow
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