Cell liberation

Throw away Hope
And where is Hopelessness?
You said.

Its in the same place where I threw Hope
Lurking behind it like a shadow.

Throw away Life
And where is Death?
Lurking behind your wasted life
Like a shadow.

Shadows and reflections
You cannot escape them
In the world of form.

In the world of Form
(and there is no world of no-Form, by the way)
Time, space, distance, speed
You, me, this, that
All the pairs that you see
Separate you from seeing
The silent infinity of non-Being.

People strive to be non-dualistic.
There are paths and destinations.
Once I get There I will be this
Great Being: a Bodhisattva.
But we are ALREADY a body of truth.
Creation cannot sustain itself for an INSTANT
Much less for a human lifetime
Or a millenium, or aeons
Without Truth resonating
resounding, vibrating
and oscillating in every cell.

So liberate yourself from this cell
of constantly striving for Self-knowledge.
You already are, and Life already is.
Because all the understanding in the world
Cannot make the sun rise,
Cannot make a Poppy unfurl its petals
Like a Tibetan monk
Throwing off his orange shawl and
Dancing naked in the sunlight
Scattering his seed and his fragrant essence
To the wind. Just for free.
Just for the joy of Being
Here Now.