To see within or beyond
To find a way closer
To being at one
In awareness of more
Than ever before
To talk of this place
As peace, or understanding
Even, on occasions
To be blessed with love
Where the words
And the silences wait
For the zeroes of the moment
What is it
Which holds you back
What nagging doubts
Limit your progress
Can you not see the red roses
Can you not smell the freesias
Or the salt spray
From the windblown waves
So to become settled
With the attachments
Be together
With all
That has gone before
And be together
With all
Which will come again
