David Taylor - Pervading

So large, and so massive and so undefined,
more vast than the ocean on which we float in the mind.
Unending even where space has no place, for a home,
a deepness of depth, far less solid than foam.

A silence that can make sparkle a pin,
a stillness not troubled by the greatest of dins.
Quietness so quiet both by day and by night,
a brightness that shines and no form can confine.

A vowel without breath but the source of all sounds,
the place that is free and never; no never, is bound.
Love that is pure and seeks no returns,
with knowledge of all, which is never, is never, upturned.

A sureness of being without shadow of doubt,
the end of the journey, the place from which we set out.
The centre of all that greets us in heart, and in mind,
the essence of nature and of all of mankind.

Indescribable by words and beyond any thought,
and never by me can it ever be caught.
So still in the shadows, unmoving in light,
always so near; always so bright.

Unnoticed but seen, heard and felt,
alone and unhurried; unhurried;
not needing, complete; with or without me,
filling all beings with such feeling, such feeling
of bliss without end, nor beginning,
pervading, pervading, all this,
all this, that we see.

David Taylor

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