It Is Simpler Than I Know 
 
A thing is as heavy as I think it to be 
The more I drop causation 
The lighter a thing gets 
If I no longer see a trail of time and events preceding a thing 
I see it with more innocence 
I see it fresh 
I see it simply 
This simplicity cannot hold reasoning for its existence 
This innocence ends its history 
In this simplicity all is new 
In this presence all is beautiful 
This immediate aliveness ends concepts of good and bad 
It ends all resistance 
And all things shimmer as life’s eternal yet innocent need to play