The Mind is Deathless
The silence everlasting is, but no one who listens. Listening there is, yet no one who watches the witnessing mind. Awareness alone...
The Mind is Deathless
I Am therefore I Think.
Again Towards You
Eternal Architect
She is Gone
Into the Light
A Geometry to Time
Genesis is Now
The Root of my Demise
Be as the Tao
Be a Light unto Thyself
When All is Said and Done
Clear Light of the Void
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”