you ask, how do I know?
come, come to the place beyond words
here all threads together meet
see themselves one thread all along
here eternity is boundless
and fits comfortably in a hand
awareness finds the subtle sound
a bubbling brook
every turn a mystery
and yet the ocean knows
you ask, how do I know?
I am the ocean
containing all streams
silently, effortlessly
I know how it begins
I am the stream
flowing twisting meandering
taking its time
into the ocean
I know how it ends
you ask, how do I know?
I remember.
