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There is a natural state. It is simply the absence of dilemma. The absence of conflict. The essence of Being.
I can't write it down, hard though I might try. It cannot be said, it cannot be spoken. It is a state, though; at the very least, it may be reflected in your state of mind. That mind is peace. That mind is beauty. That mind is God. That mind is everywhere.
The whole of the universe resides in that dewdrop hanging from the branch outside my window.
In a blink of an eye, it is gone. But it was never really there to begin with.
There is nothing to hold on to.
There is just a gentle breath, a flower petal floating on a warm breeze.
A gentle gust - a subtle presence, gentle like a warm spring rain. So soft you can't quite feel it. So profound you can't avoid it. So ineffable you can't describe it.
Just there.
Love.
I can't write it down, hard though I might try. It cannot be said, it cannot be spoken. It is a state, though; at the very least, it may be reflected in your state of mind. That mind is peace. That mind is beauty. That mind is God. That mind is everywhere.
The whole of the universe resides in that dewdrop hanging from the branch outside my window.
In a blink of an eye, it is gone. But it was never really there to begin with.
There is nothing to hold on to.
There is just a gentle breath, a flower petal floating on a warm breeze.
A gentle gust - a subtle presence, gentle like a warm spring rain. So soft you can't quite feel it. So profound you can't avoid it. So ineffable you can't describe it.
Just there.
Love.