All is empty.
Empty inside,
Empty outside,
No inside
Or outside.
There is
Only this,
This emptiness
That is full.
Full emptiness,
Empty fullness.
All is,
Nothing isn't,
Is and isn't
Are not two.
No other,
No more,
No less,
No 'but what about..?'
Yes, that too!
And that!
And the other!
No exclusion...
None.
No ending,
No conclusion,
No knowing,
No landing place,
No wrapping it up,
No neat and tidy answer..
No,
No answer at all.
Just this
Wonderfully messy
Aliveness
That doesn't know.
Such a
Devastating,
Incomprehensible,
Yet undoubted
Unconditional
Love.
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