Out of mind...
Mindful thinking ends.
All turning around myself
has brought me no where.
There is sun every day
bright shining or behind clouds.
I came from far away
walking life long up and down
arriving where I left:
Questioning myself and all
even the one who's asking.
One thing is certain:
If there is a question, then -
for sure there is an answer.
The answer comes after all:
"It's an answer without question!"
Jump to nothingness
crossing limits of my brain
reaching out to space.
Expending far beyond thoughts
all what was known part of me.
People's games - no touch
can't provoke me anymore
no reaction caused.
Does winds ask where they might blow?
Moving - touching - refreshing.
Is this the answer?
Coming with a subtle breeze
within my silence...
Weights falling from my shoulders
old head is emptied from all loads.
After all alone:
Out side of established frames
network of habits.
Now my feet have all freedom
to walk without head's demand.
BeiYin
10. Oct. 05