When I sit alone watching the dance of my breath ,
Witnessing the thoughts that arise like waves,.
Aware of my breath passing through my every cell,
Awakening to the transient nature of all,
Detatching gradually from the external me,
My inner eye witness the illuminated real I,
Connecting with the Cosmos in harmony,
Envelops the sense of infinity.
Where all is one ,
One is all.
The Blissful Eternal Truth.

Anjana

A share from my mothers diary.