Wave On A Shoreless Sea

I am a wave on a shoreless sea.
From no beginning
I travel to no goal,
Making my movements stillness.
Constantly I am arriving
And departing,
Being born and dying.
I am always with you
And yet have never been.

I am a feather blowing in the wind,
Reality my conception that I am.
The idea of self a mask
Of many pieces made,
Which at a touch disintegrates
Into specks moved and eddied
By the cosmic wind,
With no star a final backdrop
And no thought a finite wall.

Sometimes I am uncertain
In this infinity.
Yet even in uncertainty
A feather blowing in the wind
From a mosaic mask
Always with you
Never taking form
Moving in stillness
As a wave on a shoreless sea.

Copyright ©1985 Tony Crisp

“When the conditioned ego is broken down, what remains is pure being immersed in the matrix of spacetime. The view that the whole universe vibrates in a quantum mechanical flux becomes apparent and the conditioned queues that the brain uses to arrive at human perceived reality, cease to exist. Since all matter is composed of waves of energy, the artificially imposed boundaries between the “senses” no longer are distinct. That’s why all things appear to move and flow and colors may be smelled or heard. However, the essential experience is the “mystical” knowledge of “feeling” oneness with the universe (God). If all human beings experienced this just once, human consciousness would change for the better irreversibly”. By Patrick Austin

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