Reverse

Through the sheet of glass

Through the stack of blinds 

Through the invisible air

And visible greens

The sight travels

The heart follows

Resting now, on sprouting life

Newness peeking through the stagnation 

Bringing in prospect 

And like magic, out of nowhere 

Materializes the miracle of creation 

The same omniscience that settles inside 

Below the rubble of intellect

The bubble of ego.

Reassures the restless thought

To snooze a bit

And let in the glow!

For what can the eyes behold 

In the absence of light

And what can the being perceive 

In the presence of the identity

With this vessel.

Let go the sticking 

Let in the  bliss!