You See It All As It Is Poem by Raj Arumugam

you sit on a hill
perhaps in the shade below
a kind tree
(or perhaps on your chair
near your window)
or in the open
on a gentle summer day


and you view what is before you
and all around
the full expanse of it
what nature spreads out
within and all about;
as your own mother
might have set the family table
for dinner


and you come to simply see
you do not come with a theory
or all your conditioning and your beliefs
(can you do it?)
and you come without
all your presumptions and assumptions
(can you do it?)
and you come simply to see
all that is


and you see the beetle before you
and the grass
and perhaps the bee flying past;
and you view those thoughts, if any,
that arise
(there is no suppression here,
no control,
but simply observe):
and you see
the hills that roll forth before you
and the trees and the clouds
and perhaps the birds
trace patterns in the sky
and perhaps a plane zooms past


but you simply see
you are a witness
and you observe only
with no words
no labels, no names
with no ideology
or thought patterns;
with no judgment
and no drawing
on all your traditions
and your beliefs and your conditioning
and you see
what is before and around
and you feel the air stroke your cheeks
the feeling simply as it is;
and you see the world before you
and all your thoughts and you within it
and you make no memory
and you make no comment
and you make no links
and you make no judgment:

you observe;
you see it all
as it is
for you come simply to see
all that is