The world moves

The world moves in oneness.
The distant clouds, the trees,

The chaotic traffic, the sea, the breeze.

The individual driving his vehicle
Formerly known as I, the thoughts
And sensations of this person, all
Seen as one existence, no thou
Or I but all as That, in strange
Communion unknown to mind.
A new equation, another sense,
A new relation found in union.
Effort comes to an end, desire

Loses its steam, and all that remains

In this medley of perception and feeling

ls incredible movement in incredible stillness