When searching ends,
evaporating a relentless fog,
releasing its dogged grip on the senses,
the heart and mind
are redolent with curiosity
and a desire to touch all things…
ah, breathe in the simplicity of being here!

In this quietude can be heard the roars
of this tenacious mystery that pulses patiently
through everything and everyone!
To be human is to be loved by life without mercy,
and to love without wanting.

Oh, has it ever been other than this?!