Thank-you for the inspiration Stella! This poem, as many do, arose from nowhere very quickly. Experientially we are sure that ‘I Am’… and in the absence of identity, prior to thought, there arises pure potential.
Enjoy through listening, reading or both.
I used to think
I thought that I knew
why things were as they are
and believed this as true
Now the one who was sure
is seen to be none
and the none to be sure
is ever The One
