"What is it that knows when

There is a cessation of thought.

When the unstruck gong is heard,

All is complete."

Wu Hsin 

Stillness sings

A silent breeze among the trees

a whisper of truth in the forest of lies

To really drink from the well of silence

is

to find the freedom of the stateless state

and enter the gateless gate

timelessly here 

brilliantly

clear

Be

Be

Be

Free