Light in the Forest of Non-Being

Sunlight cracks through the canopy
Spreading through the boughs
Falling to the forest floor
Where I sit
With the birdsong
And the whisper of the wind
Through rustling branches

All there is
Is me
And nature

I close my eyes
Take a few breaths
And all there is
Are the sounds of the forest
And the light breeze
Caressing my being

I relax
Let the sound fall away
Let sensation fall away
And all there is
Are the thoughts in my mind

I breathe
Let the thoughts go
I breathe
Until there is only breath
Then I let the breath go

For a moment
I am the light
In another moment
I become its source
In the next
I revert to the darkness
From which all light springs

Darkness within darkness
The source of all mysteries

In the darkness
There is no I
All there is
Is non-being

In non-being
There is everything
And nothing
Larger than existence
Smaller than nothingness

Into that great mystery
The nothingness that once was I
Becomes One with all