All and Everything


A poem by Oscar

All and Everything

Ah! Paper – and an ink thing –
Thank you for being here…

I think of All and Everything,
How it just is
as it is…

Does it dream
or is it we humans
who do so?

I merge into
just being
and struggle fades away.

I fall into
the miasm
of beingness
and just am…

Am the same…
with the ants,
the trees,
the cats… and
all living beings
in one great

Just like that…
to be
in its purity.

That is no dream
but it is with
little or no thought…

That faculty that makes us humans
from the rest,
set apart from
All and Everything…

Poem by Oscar

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