A million recipes out there never tried
A million ‘inventions’ to be ‘invented’
Theories to be ‘proved’
Galaxies to be ‘discovered’

Each ‘invention’ is just an uncovering of that which already is

As each ‘new’ one unfolds to one who opened the doors of his being
Wide
Knocked out conditioning walls
That said only this can be
And none else

Just that the mind opened itself to it
Just then

Truth unfolds
Turns manifest

Nothing ‘mine’ in this.
For Truth simply is

Lamps of many forms
Of colors bright of every hue
Each selt alight with the one light
A spark from the One flame
Dispel darkness
As a torchlight
Dispels darkness in sight
Darkness of ignorance
of misery
All the remains is the Radiance
Of Truth