On Death & Love
I am alone
You are alone
You in the sterile hospital room bed, tubes,
stainless steel, monitors
Me in the comfort of my bed at home, books, items
Both of us alone
It is only an illusion – these concepts
Emptiness manifests no illusory state
Conceptualizing manifests the illusions we take
as reality
The emptiness
Is luminous
Is alive
Is still
This great emptiness is the wholeness
It awakens us in its vast occurring
Existing outward in all directions
Wide open raw space
Loving Kindness--
How do I love you, any of you?
In a state of impermanence
My effort to make this love last forever
Is illusion
Only the emptiness in which we, our love, is
cradled
Is beginningless and endless
The duality shaken, the duality of you and me
Removed, never having been in the first place
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