A Cup of Tea — 13 January 2019

A Cup of Tea (111)

Love.

Osho sitting

As the birds sing each morning at sunrise,
the heart fills with song at the dawn of meditation.
As flowers bloom in spring,
the soul is drenched in fragrance
as meditation is born.
As everything glistens green beneath the rain,
the consciousness shines with many colours as
meditation showers.
All this and much more takes place,
and this is only the beginning.
Ultimately everything goes;
fragrance, colour, light, music –
everything disappears.
And an inner space, like the sky, appears –
empty, formless, without quality.
Wait for that. Long for that.
The signs are good, so do not waste even a moment.
Go on! I am always with you.

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