the I amness

in the vast horizon It is dancing the music of Earth

free when kissing the blooming flowers

or flying in the wind through mountains and rivers

indivisible and complete

although mixed with trees and deserts

peace under the one who suffers or celebrates

watching thoughts coming and passing away

like the water of the same river

enjoying itself as the silence sings it´s song

and shining where the very truth is

thirak sarita