by Colin Drake
Awareness is forever here,
In which mind and sensations appear.
Its presence is fundamental,
Absolute not incremental.
Choiceless, requiring no effort,
The seer of all that’s thought.
All that our senses detect,
On this conscious ‘screen’ are decked.
Completely still without a sound,
Of every experience the ‘ground’.
Perfectly peaceful under no duress,
Ever silent and utterly motionless.
Omnipresent, of consciousness the ocean.
Manifestation is This in motion.
All ‘things’ are forms of energy,
Arising from Its tranquility.
Omniscient, for in It every thing exists,
Of which not one is ever ‘missed’.
Conscious and still, ever aware
Of movements which It can compare …
Omnipotent, back into which all things subside,
Stillness is the terminus of every ‘ride’.
No thing can possibly affect It,
For they all appear, exist and exit.
Pure, for It manifestation cannot stain.
Pristine, for degradation It cannot feign.
Radiant, for by Its wondrous light,
The world appears to our mind’s sight.
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