in between

I was looking at a waterfall

Ceaselessly, at the white

Falling and falling

Oneness in the action...

So near was I,

Fresh!

I could smell the flow,

Feel the force.

After a while

my eyes and ears focused

the fall dressed as a fountain

rising and rising...

spreading its freshness

in the air

as its sole offer...

beyond a point

nothing!

Did I not look-see?

Yes, I did!

Then how did they marry!
in this blissful bridal symphony

The movement

only the movement stayed,

as a unique sound, a forbearance

the source and the destiny

in silence

alighted from the journey

Life!

I sensed

moving in between

hidden birth and death