SAMADHI
When He sat alone, He was in deepest oneness, always.
When He closed His eyes in self-repose, a most enigmatic dance presented itself to Him; a dance of Time; where the past and the future got animated as players and themselves entertained Him , like performers in a carnival.
It had dawned on Him that He was an eternal witness,
and thus too, the realisation that the story of all life, was His story.
A song beat in his heart:
Flockless
O space
I am
shepherd of here
and now
what is time?
who are lost
and
what, is found?
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