If I were to send a letter to the
Holy One
I would have to send it
Home.

Where else is God?
Where else are you?

Home.

This place beyond form
Whispering
through an invisible mouth
speaking as all things.

God is nothing here
Because there is nothing here.

God is everything, all, and more
when you are quiet enough to disappear
And finally let Reality Sing.

All that's left
for the seekers
is to die
to God

like
Jesus

To know
the deathless
Christ.