Awareness
I am awareness.
I see, yet I am not the light.
I witness the candle flame, not the fire;
I know the sun, but not its dazzle.
The body vibrates,
yet I feel no pain.
The eardrum moves,
yet I do not hear.
The subtle breath moves,
catching quiet molecules,
sending signals to the brain—
yet I taste no scent.
Your kind words arrive,
bringing joy to the heart.
It quivers, sending nectar up the spine.
Still, I am only the witness.
I see myself in you,
ever so briefly.
Recognition—
I am love.
I am a mirror
reflecting the universe,
from the fallen leaf
to the flickering quasar.
I do not see or hear,
taste or think, love or hate.
I am only the mirror,
reflecting all the body lets in.
I have no shape, no size.
I begin nowhere, I end nowhere.
I am never absent.
Look for me—everywhere and nowhere.
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