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Go with the flow


 I hiked up the Watkins Glen,

 about 800 steps to heaven

Waterfalls down the frowning cliff,

teaching some secrets of life


Fall through the heights roaring,

Flow along the plains smiling

Fill the craters without complaining

Go with the flow without stopping


Wake up from the long dream

some call it as waking state

watch the life movie unfolding

as a witnessing awareness


Awareness absolute pervades all

It reflects as consciousness in all

Mind is a movement in consciousness

Body is an idea in the mind


I am not in the world; world is in me

Reject the known and unknown

Rise above time and space smiling

Being is the knowing


Let there be action without an actor

Let there be results without an enjoyer

Bright orange sun waves goodbye

But sure will return tomorrow glowing 


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