the truth is a blank canvas
our pure essence of beingness
it is not seen on that empty canvas
it just IS
for holy you and me and god
wholly, without labels
always returning to Unity
of One mind,
peaceful thoughtlessness
A beautiful and thoughtful poem. God sends us in this world as an off white blank page having no labels and no writes. Off course a few inherited instincts change our white color in off white................10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Philosophically and really it is true.With a stroke of a few words you penned the deep thought wonderfully.