out through space-time
the stars and all their planets
I look about and all I see
is star dust.
Enlightenment takes no time at all.
Being eternal it is beyond space-time,
which can only denote and thereby sever it.
Even the finest wine turns to vinegar in time.
Therefore, imbibe now!
If eye could see all this from without,
would not the universe itself be an infinity
of swirling vortices congealing out of the void?
when we envision that within which is every being, how still and empty does it seem?
Such illusory stillness is the stuff of which some far off heaven's made.