The Pin

Touching the outer edges of reality

The bubble bursts

Light streams in

And Love simply Is

No duality

No war of mind

No conflict of darkness

That never was

No time

To stretch in endless march

Unravelling

In sight Divine

Behind the curtain of stars

One mind

One thought

One destiny

So now the body

A vehicle of Light

Facilitates ‘being’

Pen in hand

Calls of ‘How?’

Drown out the answer

A single pin glints

Its poignance not seen

Listen,

Quitely now

As Love exposes

Your prison walls

The bubble

The answer

The key

The pin!