done seeking - and now it's the mystery of
this moment,
as the source of my
expansion.
It seems now as an exploration, nothing frantic, no reach for something not quite within my view - it's all right here, and still it's an unfathomable mystery as to how it came to be, and what may appear in an instant known as each moment. If anything, I am more curious now by the simplicity of the present, of how my own emptiness may serve as the capacity for such beauty, and drama, tragedy, and peace. I am filled with the world, nothing to seek - and yet so much to explore.
~
Peace,
Eric
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