"It moves, yet moves not.
It is far, yet it is near.
It is within all this.
And yet without all this"
The Isha Upanishad

The Breath within the breath

The Face behind all faces

The Heart of all hearts

The Light of Life

is

hidden in plain view

Fresh but neither old nor new

having no destination it is never lost

The silent knowing is peacefully glowing

Waves rise and fall in the alive Ocean of all

The center of the circle of love is everywhere

and its circumference is nowhere

The fullness of the timeless

Rose simply

is