When autumn winds blow
Not one leaf remains
The way it was
finding ways to underlie in truth….
inquiry for today~ what happens when you get out of your own way?
This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born,
and I have never died.
manifestations from my wondrous true mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass,
sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a game of hide-and-seek.
So laugh with me,
hold my hand,
let us say good-bye,
say good-bye, to meet again soon.
We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.
~Thích Nhất Hạnh