"I am"

In the kiss of silence

Reason rests and love dances

The true taste of home is already here

Self-existing aware-presence so brilliantly clear

This unshakable freedom of Heart

sings untouched by things

its timeless knowing

is

constantly glowing

neither old nor new

but fresh as the morning dew

This boundless flower of true power

is no-thing to be found

it is never bound

still it always

is

is

is