Tao, God, Ram, Brahma, Buddha
That with many names but any name is not That
What words point me back home
To Being before thinking?
What song could enchant me to
Dance with Light and Dark as two and one?
What touch could remind me,
This. Just this. Moon. River. Clouds passing.
My lips utter sounds to express you
And my feed and hands twirl to caress you
I gaze upon the dew on the leaves to adore you
And when I find you...whoosh!
We are gone
Dissolved back into Being
The One Unnamed