In the tapestry of life, where time's fingers weave, A boundless space within, where all beings cleave.Inner world space, a realm without measure, Where souls entwine, in a dance of endless treasure.
Birds in silent flight, their wings unfurling, Drifting through the depths, our essence swirling. Their feathers brush the canvas of our soul, In the silent symphony, they play their role.
The tree outside, rooted in earth's embrace, Its branches reaching, seeking cosmic grace. But within, its spirit finds a mirrored home, Growing in the depths where dreams roam.
Impermanence whispers in every breeze, A reminder that nothing remains at ease.Yet in this space that binds us all as one, Eternal echoes of existence are spun.
So let us cherish this inner expanse, Where life's fleeting moments find their dance. For in the unity of our shared embrace, We find solace in impermanence's grace.
keleloko 2011
