I walk on the shores of Oblivion
I long to swim in the waters of not knowing
There are many old goats who think they know
They confuse a thing with words which can not be spoken
I have never read the Vedas or Upanishads
Nor the Book of the Dead
I know nothing
I am blissfully empty as a pot after dinner
My teachers, the quiet
My heroes, the meek
Love flows from their lives
It fills every low place lifting all
Others seek to control and contain
But the fire spreads
It flows in our veins
We feel and live the Truth
The Truth is simple and for All
No secrets
To get back to the garden
To lay down that which was not ours to take
Oblivion is my destiny
I shall joyfully walk its shores and forget myself
Quantum Heart 