In the quiet before the world remembers itself,
there is a vastness that never left—
an ocean without edges, singing
in the space between questions.
You are the awareness watching clouds drift
across the mirror of existence,
neither holding nor releasing,
just this luminous presence
that requires nothing of you
yet offers everything.
Notice how the world appears
in this field of awareness you are:
colors bloom without effort,
sounds arrive and depart like waves,
and beneath it all, the unchanging silence
that holds every moment with infinite gentleness.
Today, rest as this openness.
Let thoughts pass like birds across an open sky,
neither yours nor not yours,
just phenomena dancing in consciousness—
that boundless space you've always been,
even when you forgot to notice.