Simply Being

Quiet evening,
warmth of a happy family,
a cup of tea,
an open diary
with undistilled ideas.

Above,
the twinkling stars
the infinite sky.

And below,
a tiny rock
pricking my feet.

One so vast,
the other so small,
yet neither apart
from Existence.

I closed my eyes
only to realize —
there was
nothing to attain,
nothing to abandon.

The moment arrived
and the illusion
of being separate
dissolved.

The tea gave a kick.

Life continues.
And I am yet
a part of it.

Jai Ho!