Being available

The old mystic wakes up
after having travelled arround so many memories,
so many scenes of life comes out of your " inner self" to talk of ancient things,
of a time when things were fragrant and beautiful!!

He sits upon your quietness and says" Bliss , like a star that cannot speak -- they express
their enlightenment in silence"

This is exactly how i feel at times, as i walk by the river banks, a few peniches glides along,
and tall ,old, trees with branches bent upon the waters trying to understand each other.

Today ,just like one of those other days, crosses the fields of sunbaked poppies, pushing wheat praries , takes you by your shoulders, to go looking for that hidden rock in the pinewoods,
so you could squat upon and watch the sun pierced dancing leaves, and make you conscious
of those intense activities organised into so many subways of energy.

From the leaves to the branches,the trunk, the roots -- all the way down.....the tree!!
"The great tree" outside you steps into you to remind you of the great tree within you , Your personal tree, just there with its branches spread out in the wind while flower petals detach and falls into the Soul river that guides you beyond the universe of thoughts.

Touched by an experience such as this can make me talk of trees, rocks and rivers;
for each day ,a banquet awaits each one of us, some sort of spiritual banquet just as it appears today through the warm sunny day , filled with pleasent pulse beat in the psyche, whispering so many silent things.

The principles of life are hanging from the skies, their wings flaps from sunrise to sunset, in the night they hover your dreams and plunge into your conscience,they do and undo your chains
so you could realise that nevertheless you stay free.