Hey you!
Come, come here,
Don’t be shy,
Please, read this text,
And imagine,
That you, in another space and time,
Have writen this poem.
Imagine, that this text,
Is a mirror,
Of what you really are.
Imagine,
That there is only you,
Imagine, You, as an infinite consciousness.
How could you see you?
How could you feel you,
How could you touch you?
If there is no separated you?
How an eye can see itself ?
So, you created this world,
You created duality,
You created,
All these people,
All these flowers,
All these minerals,
To know you.
You decided to live inside them,
Inside their hearts,
Inside the love.
You decided to experience yourself,
To understand,
What you really are.
Yes, it is you,
Which has created this text,
To initiate you,
To enlight you,
To tell you,
To remember you,
What you really are:
An infinite love, an infinite consciousness,
Living,
In 7 billions of humans.
Living,
In everything.
Cause deeply inside you,
You know,
Your mind,
You are not,
Your body,
You are not.
What you are,
Is you:
This love, this peace, this joy,
Is you.
You are,
The presence.
Please,
Understand,
Me,
So you will understand,
You.
Poème par / Poem by Kundun jan 2013
