There is ONE path
The One goes round and round
If one thinks they are headed to a final destination,
news my loves, it won't be found
for the course goes round and round
What is Eternity? Being outside of time?
Eternal is a ring, where does it start or stop?
Life Eternal, always IS,
even after the body we drop
To say that one on The Path is behind or ahead
is not seeing there's no finish line,
no hurry, nothing at all to dread
One keeps going on the tread mill,
continually changing their position
some take a freedom pill,
some still have a mission
Thinking always blinking
will keep you on this loop
if ever you tire of creating
go silent and recoup
The race will always run
it never has an end
but
if you choose to spectate,
Heaven you have entered in
Stop your spinning wheel
by stepping out of it,
do that with awareness
let go of all
just silently sit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem