Sunday, June 9, 2013

Dancing Mountain

Is there any certainty?
What do we know for sure?
Is there anything in our lives stable
or constant?

Apparently everything is in motion.
Cells in our bodies are formed and
die in their millions every second.

Whatever we perceive is in a process of change.

Even a mountain so solid and unmovable is dancing.
Pushed up by eruptions and continental plates 
it is in the process of getting bigger.
Or through erosion is reducing in size 
before our undiscerning eyes.

To find security in the world is a mirage.
The only constant is change.

And what about That which notices those changes?

What is looking, noticing?

Who are you?




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