Live in a world without words,
Just a seeing of all that passes,
No labels, no symbols,
Just a pure experiencing.
Words, polarities, the confines of all in existence.
Can you see past the word?
See through to the magic whereby the word doesn’t exist?
Can you look at a tree, a flower, the ocean,
And unsee the word?
Can you sit and see the unknown of it all?
Can you allow it to become unknown?
For if you can,
You will surely walk joyously through each moment,
Knowing that the only thing you’ll ever truly know
Is that you can never know a thing.