THIS FREEDOM

This Freedom 

Living nowhere inside or outside, 

Living everywhere behind & throughout; 

I can disappear, and reappear, 

Because I am not an appearance. 

I am all soundings, all silencings, 

All movings, all stillings, 

All sightings, all blindings, 

all findings, all losings, 

all apathies, all intensities.

I need no explanation or reasoning  

Why or how I hide or appear,

Because never do I hide or appear at all.

When words speak stories in My name,

I hide in that exposing. 

When words speak stories in another’s name,

I get exposed in that hiding.

Always I am known to MySelf,

Even when I hide.

I am This Freedom.  

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