always here

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Is it in the sun-lit meadow
Is it in the rocks and trees
Is it in the blue and yellow
Is it in the one who sees.

   This radiance I recognise
   even when I close my eyes.

Is it in the words, unspoken
Is it trackless, flightless birds
Is it in the silence, broken
Is it in between the words.

   This living Truth, you make so clear
   the speaking stops but still I hear.

And I cannot see how I missed this before.
Who I am is always here, of this I'm sure.
Is it in the circle's dances, is it in a quiet mind.
Does it only come in glimpses, is it an event in time.

   This peace, this peace, that permeates
   my mind, my moods, these changing states.
   Is it in your thought that I hold so dear
   other than your ocean eyes.

When you walk away, does it disappear
could it be so localised.
This love, this love, which no-one claims
you come, you go, but it remains.

   And I cannot see how I missed this before.
   The love we are is always here, of this I'm sure.

Is it in the sun-lit meadow
Is it in the rocks and trees
Is it in the blue and yellow
Is it in the one who sees.

   −Kirtana