I am. Who am I?
Sky's elementarily pristine and immutable
whereas clouds are temporary.
Common looks vanish
with the end of all phenomena
Everything is illusory, substanceless
Everything is vacuity
We're here, still alive, alive again,
since forever.
Here nothing is learnt, the same mistakes
Inevitably the same horrors, since ever, as always
But, in an empty room, Light merges with Space
they are One, inseparable.
Light fuses with Space and they become One.
I am. Who am I?
Light fuses with Space and they become One.
I am. Who am I?