unborn

for the saint 

the only birth is the body

the soul has always been eternally free

unborn 

not this 

not that 

forever whole 

deathless

for the saint 

the heart is pure always 

as the seas are made glorious 

and the winds come from 

beautiful stillness

the rains 

and the seasons 

all rise and fall in the same heart

that is one self

for the saint

there has never been other 

only this one 

not ending 

not beginning 

as a light unto itself 

there is nothing that can touch

this purity

for the saint

the prison is the mind 

the mind that is not true 

as it is has no substance 

or constancy within it 

it is made of energy only 

mercurial

and not immutable like 

pure spirit

for the saint 

all that is seen and unseen

is the same 

not living somewhere apart

and belonging to anybody

just is 

so very natural

yet ungraspable

to mind

for the saint 

peace is not born 

because it can never die 

peace is what is real 

within all 

living as sat chit ananda

eternal

for the saint 

life is now always 

it cannot be contained in form 

and mind 

it is a mystery 

an unalterable reality 

that is shiv shakti in one 

not two

not two

for the saint 

love is uncreated 

it is inherent within the soul

of all

it has nothing to cling to 

nor can it be made into 

something to own

it lives always unencumbered 

with no blockages 

like a river

flowing

for the saint 

the one reality is what *sees*

as clarity

not the eyes truly

as they are merely instruments 

that are empty

inert 

seeing is of spirit

as well as pure intelligence 

for the saint 

me and mine fall away 

to never rise again 

in the heart 

all is well and

forever one

at peace 

effortless 

joy

for the saint

men and women are simply 

forms of the same one 

not separate 

a play of God in all aspects 

but never dancing apart 

always undivided

free