FLUX

Arranging my thoughts
my feelings and all-
as being just streams
of energy
no need to dislike
or like this or that
because now I see
all is in flux
goes up, down
goes left, right
I see the bright urge
giving up following
one stream for another.
So I step back,
climb up the ridge
see the clouds, and
cloudless sky
streams full of water
some drops evaporate
forming clouds
to rain somewhere else
feeding other streams.
So I see and I understand
and abide, days passing
faster and faster
bright into dark
no need to follow those either.
So I go beyond bright and dark
discovering the light in myself
my dreams vivid colorful and bright
where does this light originate?
Not from the outside, for sure
(from "Transcend" by Magic Solias)