There seems to be this all pervading peace that’s not coming from understanding, knowing or any position of any kind.

It’s unborn… it’s from nothing and is nothing

It’s absolutely full… full of love

A love that isn’t known or felt or held onto in anyway

It just simply is.

Love was always everything

This love is totally empty

Empty of meaning and value

It can’t be earned or taken away

It was always fully available

There’s no need to understand these words