Finally, there is nothing left
to achieve, to accomplish
or even do.
All that remains is this being,
an aliveness to everything-
a scintillation of crisp experience.
We now have the extreme privilege,
to fall into each moment as if we
have never seen such things before-
and in truth, we have never felt
the same feeling twice, for only
false memory has invaded this being-
until now. Finally, we only have
ourselves renewed into the mystery
of what happens next...
As an Ecstatic Poet, my aim is to awaken in you, the part of you that knows the truth of your being, the beauty of your soul.