I saw death….once again,
but this time she said “not today”.
I was ready to go to my next stage,
I kept my face clean just in case….
Mind was spinning, golden electric
threads with more beauty than a spider’s web.
Words and faces didn’t made any sense,
for moments I was afraid.
All was made of mind !
just as Gautama said.
Time…there was none…a deep silence instead.
Who was Anjani but a memory of yesterday.
There was not ending,
a new beginning waited ahead.
Anjani
feb. 18, 2014
