The sequence knows itself

effortlessly unfolds itself by itself

Likewise
Life happens according to spiritual readiness 

All experience is asana
The world All inclusive
A body

and Life
A reflection on a fluidish surface
Made of the stuff Self is made of

and Life
An exploration
Dissolving its goal to itself

As there cannot be a goal between I and I (the self)
.

Image: meditative sketch with color pencil . Second and third images are versions of the mirror filter applied on the first and they amaze me somehow 

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for a moment I smile
the crystal flame
of my eye strikes yours
a harmonic partial
preserved in this :
‘for a moment’
manifests
A rainbow
now
hanging there
between the moon and the sun
without a start and an end
beyond the motion
of rivers and clouds
too subtle to touch
too close to capture

In your eyes

The sky

Shining

like your eyes

I am but a reflection
in yours

It has always been so

but …
and…

my stand is firm

Embracing this sky

It has always been so

Knowing you 🙂

It will stay so

All that
An asana

of your and my love

Like a dream!

Like a tale!
She cherished
Like a dream
I muttered
It’s just real!
He exclaimed

We looked a while more
until a cloud gulped the crest and changed its shape
until the mountains received an expression fitting to a radio ad:
“State of the art stage light technology!”
and marked a line of difference
of heights
of direction
of time
of mood
of changing gloom

An awareness urging to drop
Such identification
down a valley

A valley that manifests now
for that reason only

Facing the west
I said proudly
Confirming where east is
while the sun sets

Only if we were giants!

We could stand then barefeet on edges of these mountains – curves looking like beach rocks

We laughed
The echo
Converted us to giants
😀
Instantaneously

We saw us from times
as once they were covered
by ocean waters
and we picked skyflowers
growing over clouds
Rising the moons and the suns

Wondering
maybe also
Like now
If ours were more real

What if we were
as small as
Eagles are – to our sight – circumferencing skies

Or theirs?

Ours?
Theirs

An unheard echo of a laugh
From inside Lost
in a wild flowing
glacier water
Converted us to
something smaller
and translucent like
a ripple
Ready to play
A float of a fallen-bloom
Like a note
In a symphony
Unchanging

Until the light floated higher
towards a crest
and became a light-pin
of a pin-crest
Pinning soon a gleam
of unseen stars
which determine
Our true size
Now!

Laugh! Laugh!

Only then
‘Like magic!’
he points at a torchlight
from a scarce mountain forest

We both hope they are alright
We both know what it means getting lost on an endless balcony path without a map after sunset

Drama tic tac tic tac tic
Like that sharp mark on rocks
The shadows of extreme lights
Cut rising lights of highs and darks
of bottoms discriminated by mountains and valleys
soon to be dumped in the spook of a mind

How real or unreal is
the existence of such a line?

If it were a tale or a dream
or real

What
remains
incessantly
is the
Unchanging symphony

of all changes
A bird sings

Like a tale!
She cherishes
Like a dream
I mutter
It’s just real!
He exclaims

Holding hands
We become
Word of words
Body of bodies
Sound of sounds
And incessantly remain
In the unchanging Symphony
of all changes

if you wish for snow

all that you touch
delicacy
of your own
like a flower
all that you see
indifferent
not other

you are everywhere
willingly confined
by a blue green line
that brought me back
sometime
and this body
for a while

O the expanding
the dance divine
and I shall stay
for the play
for it is
rising
rising

O the lover
pervader of all experience
rooted by free will
things move
move as if
your seat
unchanging

is knowledge
flashing forth

this
thing
things

and that’s why
if you wish

if you wish for snow
it shall snow

synchronously

at places
where it snows

holy is that
soulful touch

Beyond clouds is my love

I spent a fortune today
to hide from the world
and escape

train to train

Tracks are never enough
to lengthen a day
made of daydreams
of you

Recklessly…buoyant
and melting
Bending even
Metal

wires accelerating
because of this heat
of a mind
that I want to brutally
Tease

Copying you over
sometimes
But only on me

to see whether
after all
Still
…?

For the movie I say
which I saw what I have seen once again
yesterday

once which was
on a stage of dreams of others’
after midnights
in a street

stage changing
seer
staying

Already
Crossing bridges
Connecting flat lands
A play of green
For the play
but
This one is different I say

A
Movie where the half moon
would love to take a part in

Haha and
So I could think
think of you again while
The moon adorns my sky
Like this half
from today

While I am thinking of you
While I say:

Only

only
one more time
Secretly
Alone

One more time

See
If you were with me
It wouldn’t be such a luxury
as it is now
On my own
In this dream
of a dream
alone

See it’s for the movie
I say

I say
then slip again
Willingly
contract
to embody
my
Role

Again

and
Seeing these clouds now
In the shape of all lovers

That has become for you

I think they can see
See me too
While I think
Think of you

because I shine
Shine then
Same as you
And so they can see
See me
through
Through
the transparent windows
behind
which I hide and write

and trees
At every station that we stop
hear
Hear me

and you

You
Know

Like the skies of all parks
Living their blues
in pristine waters only

A rain droplet is my love
Fragile but
intact on a surface that holds it
for a moment
just in its magnificent form
and as temporary
as my own

Yes
A rain droplet is my love
in which I have hidden
you today like a wish

Knowing
Its true nature

Shapeless
Placeless
Timeless

For the play

is today

Shining
A rainbow above
Through
that droplet
upside down
Beyond clouds
Beyond clouds
rhymes
a love poem
to mine