In spite of all of what has been said
some fear the loss and live in dread
our minds are like some spiders web
designed to catch destroy and feed.
In spite of all of what we hear
behind that noise there's a silent seer
A sponge like substance which soaks and stores
no other creatures will it devour.
This fear of loss is of itself
with the ageing body it kneels and begs
But what if you the one inside
were to see yourself without the mind.
Would it come to you as a big surprise
if you were to find a jewel inside!
but how to convey a simple truth
with words so old,that there out of date..
O well one can't, so hear the notes
they are playing now between these words
identical as the one who sees
as gentle as a summers breeze.
Don't think about of what's just been said
let the silence point you home instead
for there really is nobody there
Just intelligence playing a diversified game.!!!