Pure Knowing

Pure knowing.
Nothing to be done with it.
No meaning to be given to it.

Pure knowing.
No personal benefit.
Nothing personal.
No personal.

Pure knowing.
Showing up in experience.
Informing experience.
Is experience.

Pure knowing.
Even when
it looks like it isn’t.
And the stuff that feels
so solid
Is ‘made’ of exactly that
same pure knowing.
Experienced as real
only by an
apparent limitation
of that same knowing.

Created by thought. Apparent limitation. Experienced as real.
Until it isn’t.

Pure knowing.
So simple.
Words are not enough.

A poem from my upcoming book, quintessence: the poetry of true nature, due for publication on 2nd April 2019.

With Love,

Tiny boat in orange sea

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