You and me, and all these things, seem to
Be born and will perish. It is all in
your mind. Things formed and gone, are
just a matter of forms.
Only THAT is always on.
The wind paves water with waves:
And when the wind rests, water looks
Like slate. Was something born, or
Has something gone?
You are born; as you are young and
You grow old, but both are within the
It is THAT which wears the flesh;
Bodies come and go.
May 25th, 2007
Transcribed from Ramesh’s note.