THE DANCE OF FORM AND FORMLESS

If we could just touch
Our unconditional nature
And catch a glimpse 
Of eternity’s secrets
For one exquisite moment

We might stop being 
So lost in form’s illusion 
And become true human beings

We are designed
Like the ocean
The sky
The universe
They are us, we are them
Made of the same stuff

To flourish and walk harmoniously
On this earth
We must hold form
Gently in the formless
Cup the conditional 
Tenderly in our unconditional hands

We are vast beyond measure
Invulnerable and eternal
Yet we are also fragile creatures
Who break and hurt and suffer

The path is to know both intimately
Without preference for one or the other.

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay

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