As It Is
When the separate mind perceives life
Its perception is binary
Things are either ok or not
Right or wrong
Achieved or not
Ended or beginning
This manner of perception alternates
The two polarities of life
In continuous succession which goes on
Creating time endlessly
Life knows no polarities
It doesn’t wait to be until the wrong is made right
The chirp of a bird is not in opposition to its quiet
The cloud takes shape and floats
As life wishes it to be
It knows nothing of its beginning or ending
There is no resistance or opposition
Or need to make anything different from what it is
When the separate mind perceives life
Its perception is binary
Things are either ok or not
Right or wrong
Achieved or not
Ended or beginning
This manner of perception alternates
The two polarities of life
In continuous succession which goes on
Creating time endlessly
Life knows no polarities
It doesn’t wait to be until the wrong is made right
The chirp of a bird is not in opposition to its quiet
The cloud takes shape and floats
As life wishes it to be
It knows nothing of its beginning or ending
There is no resistance or opposition
Or need to make anything different from what it is