John's Poem: Are You

Thoughts in a mind.

The bridges of time.

Crossing one to another.

No land will you find.

Suspending them all.

Untouched by the fall.

The pristine ever present.

No words can recall.

The things we think.

The feelings we know.

And all the things we call our own.

Belong to who.

Belong to what.

Belong to the realm of that which is not.

What appears to be.

We all do see.

But the seer too.

Is just scenery.

Once the dreamt.

Then the dreamer.

Limitless oneness.

Revealed I’m neither.

With love 

John