Will you sit with me on open Grounds?
On a simple night ,nothing special,
The wind not too fast nor too slow,
Everything just ordinary ,
We have nothing to achieve tonight,
No desire to desire,
Nothing to prove,
No past to mourn,
No future to rejoice,
The present vanishes too.
Whats the use of time to us?
When we are not in hurry
We just sit
Look at the stars
Metaphors we see many
But utter none
We judge nothing,
No complications,
No emotions,
No journeys to make,
No paths to take,
No philosophies,
No books,
No wits,
No languages,
You ask me not
‘why are you silent?’
Neither do I give a reason
For our silent reunion.
For we were like this once
Silent and simple,
When nothing was there,
To worry or to protect
Once again tonight
We are Just being THAT,
In the suchness of it,
You and me.
Will you just with me?
Sunday, March 6, 2011
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