Still Water....

The poem “Still Water” reflects Oneness, the Oneness in Stillness despite the apparent duality and movement. The drop in the ocean and the ocean in the drop is but water.

Stillness reigns,

Drops of mind emerge and

Drop back into the Ocean of Stillness.

Every drop, a little ocean.

In the stillness of the vast waters,

Small whirlpools with each drop on the ocean’s breast,

Still, still in the depths.

Ocean in the drop,

Drop in the ocean,

All is water

All is still,

Stillness reigns,

Stillness remains,

Silently I am!

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