Go to the place

Of mystery and awe.

Place of void,

Beginning and end

It all exists,

illusory of all.

See the unknown,

See the known.

Same or opposite,

Mystery remains.

Thoughts come and go,

Ebb and flow.

Which do we hold?

Which to let go?

Let go of everything,

Hold onto all there is.

Makes no difference,

Choosing is left unto you.

Go to the place

Of mystery and awe.

Place of void,

Beginning and end

It all exists,

illusory of all.

Ani Po