Field

Sunlight floods the field
   breaking at the horizon
Gazing across the grasses
   an effort of enquiry
   seeking realization

Strewn 'round the field
   arrows…swords some broken
Weapons scattered…discarded toys
   from long ago battles hard fought
   victories…losses the same

Beneath the trees
   lying in shadow's shape
Ice and snow of winter
   true product of cold
   ever present in darkness

Even as ice does remain
   held in the path of its stream
Yet the waters rush and warm
   eroding to rapids frozen bits
   as darkness gives way to light

Night descends o'er the field
   as yet the Light remains
Diffusing shadows
  dispelling all ignorance
  leaving pure awareness in its wake

As reflected light of the moon
  pierces clouds in night's sky
One can clearly witness, now
  through awareness of Truth
          the veritable non-quality of reality

Just as the candle in the mirror
  is neither candle nor light
All that is and seems to be
  is naught but similar existence
  all mere reflection of One

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