Migration in Unconsciousness

Though life wears its many disguises,
Seek only the One —
the singular essence that exists beyond the reach of sight.
It begins within,
Yet, like mist, it dissolves into the selves of others —
at times with passion fierce,
at others, with chaos wild.
"Welcome and entertain them all."

This quest —
It is love itself,
rooted deep within,
Infused with monophony and polyphony —
from the gentle hum of a hummingbird to the thunder’s wild cry.
Balanced in symmetry and asymmetry —
from the moon's silent turning to the cosmic dance of nebulae.

Generosity stirs it all,
Daring anchors it,
And the viridity of life unlocks its hidden chains.

In the presence of the purest eyes,
as my tears fell like sacred offerings,
She whispered:
"Wake now — you are the daughter of the Buddha."