At the Beach, Allness is Oneness is Nothingness

All ingredients are present:

The white sand on the stretched out shorelines,

With tropical vegetation thriving out of them.

The kind waves riding in the eternal ocean,

With eddies swirling and currents flowing.

The gentle breeze drifting in the mild air,

With weightless gulls cooing in the boundless sky.

The setting sun on the glowing horizon,

With unchallengeable ease and fairness.

Here is a symphony.

 

All act as One,

And One act as None,

And None act as All.

 

While there is the ever-changing

Fleeting ebbing and flooding tide

Between ocean and shore,

There is the everlasting

Soothing clear blue and green water

Between ocean and shore.

The ashes ascend from the smoky mountains,

And settle on its slopes,

But the draft soon carries it away into the distance,

And disappears…

 

At the beach is where it all begins.

At the beach is where it all endures.

At the beach is where it all ends.

 

It is here where the windows of the soul are overwhelmed.

It is here where blindness and light merge.

It is here where deafness and sound fuse.

It is here where ageusia and taste blend.

It is here where anosmia and scent intertwine.

It is here where numbness and feelings unite.

It is here where apathy and emotions converge.

It is here where insanity and thoughts join.

It is here where amnesia and memories coalesce.

The windows become open, yet it does not matter because the door is still shut.

 

One holds None and All together,

From zero to infinity.

In the end,

It was all the same.

It’s not all or nothing.

It’s something…

 

Nothingness is Oneness,

And Oneness is Allness,

And Allness is Nothingness.