At The Summit Of Existence

There is only one sky The sky of eternity Neither warm nor cold Its colour is neither joy nor sorrow Its beauty is unfolded from beginning to end It's a place of pure consciousness Nothingness is the only expression Love is the state of being At the summit of existence The substance of existence and non-existence are merged Silence is the melody for both the sane and insane The puffy face of reality is deflated And the colour of Love is injected To produce the face of everlasting Love At the summit of existence All thoughts are folded Into a perfect fibre of awareness All emotions are distilled To produce the tranquillity of heaven It's the ecstasy of being That dresses all beings ©