The Path of No Path

Oh! How happy I am! No more thrashing And bashing about. Jumping and leaping. Overjoyed. Having finally succeeded In throwing this useless Brain in the trash. Ecstasy ! To know nothing Is to be everything. In this space The Wise Heart has already Flung all the doors open. All that was once hidden Is as a freshly woven tapestry Hanging brightly in the sun. Not some exclusive club. All are welcome here. Membership is free. Simply toss your brain In the container provided. (you really won't miss it) Will you walk through the open door? Copyright © 2005 William A. York. All Rights Reserved.

Forgetfulness No need To prove I am right. No desire To prove that Others are wrong. Forgiveness. Blossoming into Sublime forgetfulness. Your heart is the Power behind the voice Singing the song of your soul. Explode into the radiant beauty Of the final judgment. When no more do we choose to Judge ourselves and others. This is the moment when We transform each other Into the words that Only love can speak. Copyright © 2005 William A. York. All Rights Reserved.