Thursday, August 17, 2017
She
She
Now that I know so much,
I have decided to give up thinking.
"Form is emptiness,
emptiness is form."
How long I pondered that mystery.
Then one day I realized
that I did not exist,
for "I" was simply
a phantom passing before
a blank mirror,
just as the sages told.
Now I no longer bother
to wrestle with such notions.
Now it is the dance
and only the dance,
joy streaming through the body
as She enters,
the single confirmation I desire.
Dorothy Walters
August 17, 2017
