The Train
As I stood waiting, it bustled in nosily, clattering, a seemingly unending line of blue carriages.
Then as it slowed down the 'seemingly unending stream’ had gaps in between, windows to the Space that contained the train.
Space untouched despite the noise and the chatter
That remained as it 'was’
Before and after the train left.....
That which Is
The mind too is a ‘seemingly unending’ stream of thoughts, yet there are gaps between thoughts, that become more apparent when the frequency of thoughts slow down. ‘Empty’ spaces untouched by thoughts, the space that contains the mind.
The space between the thoughts, is that which simply is…. The Eternal Consciousness.
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