All is a miracle
Disguised as an ordinary world
Oneness playing the game
Of being two,
Of being more,
Nothingness being everything
Thoughts of nothingness
Floating through a dream
Where dreams float within other dreams
The tangled wonder
Of the illusion
That has always been here
But here is always the last place one looks
Until silence sings
And emptiness becomes full
With eternal seeing
That is able to see into nothingness
The purposeless world
And the dream that dissolves
But it will always arise from the void
The void that is you looking at yourself
With the ecstasy that is in the absence of personal self
AsIDream 