Stories
Without words..
Words create
The illusion of
Separation in
Telling a story..
That which is
Not words
Background
Is indefinable
A story without
Words seeming
As nothing
And everything..
Ultimately the
Words are also
Unseparated
Appearances of
Nothing and
Everything...
Storytime..
Everything
Each word and
Words together
Are stories..
There's more:
What are thought
To be fact and
Report and history
Are also stories..
Stories are one with
Time and space
Encasing a
Narrative..
We jump into
Storytime's
Plights and
Joys and sufferings
Believing and
Identifying..
Until another story
Finds that
Already
There's
No beginning
No end
To storytime...
A wholeness lens
Is no lens at all
Cannot be put on
Is already on..
Concealed perhaps
By a splitting lens
Until that lens
Is found as illusion..
We don't dismiss
The stories unfolding
In that illusory lens
These stories and
This story are
The elixir of Life...
The brain
Adds a chapter to
The story of
Simply not two..
The new story
Finds the brain as
Creator and actor
A colorful character
Appearing on stage..
There may be
Another chapter
About a small gland
The pineal
With a mysterious
Role..
More stories arrive
As apparent
Observations unfold..
Another story is
The danger of
Forgetting or
Not forgetting
The simple
Story of not two...
A science story:
Non-location appearing
To locate here
In front of
Astonished
Experimental eyes...
Is there is a "you"
Still standing
At the end of
Some repeated
Attendances..?
Are you
Standing with
Folded arms
In an interlude
Of expectation..?
Nothing wrong
Or right..
A seeking story
Apparently
Unfolded...
