An always new dance

Living, pulsing moments
These, where infinity is embraced
With no effort or will…
Indefinable instants
Not touched by craving or desire…
Moments of loneliness that is not such,
Eternities of a new silence beyond silence…
A continuous revival of an ancient, perennial fire…
And in everything I do not say
Abides, immaculate, an undisputed truth…
Looking at myself then
I see a gentle and mild breeze
In a constant and swift renewal,
Finding, at a glance,
What for so long had been lost…
And in an eternal immensity,
Creating itself at each new moment,
I am, unmistakably, part of an endless movement
Dancing forever an always new dance…