As the play of Life apparent
happenings are going on.
Stories within stories.
All is Consciousness experiencing
itself manifold.
We are taken in by the appearances.
It is convincing and enticing.
We love it, because we love
the drama of it.
The wealth of emotions,
the agonies and the ecstasies.
We have become hypnotized by
the rich fabric of Life.
Where every strand is a person with a story,
which spins itself into a past and a future,
that we have lost sight of That in which
all is unfolding.
That as which all is happening IS
has no name
is timeless
sees all the stories
their beginnings
and their endings
and
remains
And is what you are
beyond all the
labels and the
stories.
Be still, and Know the I AM
