Without contrast the image is blurred.
Sensing the background: the silence,
the vastness, the emptiness;
the wonder of
reality comes into view.
Nothing to hold, nothing to keep.
Neither possessions, nor loved ones,
nor the body, nor the mind, nor the self.
Clinging is taken away.
Resisting is gone.
Holding is gone. Holding is gone.
Gone, gone, gone beyond.
Gone utterly beyond.
Awakening praised. |