To the space between then and now
I bow down
To the hairline fracture in my mask of ignorance
I smile an imperceptible smile
This is the play of consciousness
Being with the everlasting moment
Of the infinite now
An audience with its adventitious face
And not a trace of he who reaches out
A dead hand to commandeer a blind eye’s folly
This is the path, the designated breath
And to the ones who show me
I bow smile down
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
play of consciousness, good one, thanks.