vast has no vacancy

 

I go inward to reach out

to where time is 

always and only currently now

and space is filled 

with the feel of embrace.

in my self stance, there are thoughts

and feelings that want for oneness

for my heart-brain is wholly inclusive,

for distance has no measurement,

thoughts are present presenting

with no need to confirm as such,

where intimacy does not use identification,

objectification or relatedness.

oneness is its own medium.

even experience is profoundly altered,

for there is no comparative,

delve is a constant,

immersion is without recognition

as soul viscosity lives itself alive.

this stream articulates 

beyond any wisdom's account.

we, as this oneness,

are beyond any thoughts 

that are brought forth to report.

meaning, as a chrysalis state,

leaves its manifest,

to journey without travel,

to sense without experience

and to be without declaration.

you, being here,

is the last of surrender

that has articulation and substance so named.

for the wind itself, as our species,

is a stepping stone to flightless flight,

the full embodiment of emptiness in bloom

and as vibratory as this is,

it is as we are 

the last of beingness 

to be sensed or seen.

for vast has no vacancy

is where beingness resides . . .