A student asked the old Zen master, “What is the nature of the white light that permeates all things?” The master replied, “In the dance of shadows, seek the light that casts none. In the symphony of colors, find the one that paints all. When the moon is but a sliver, see the radiance of the sun.”

The student, perplexed, queried further, “How can the light be seen when it leaves no trace?”

The master whispered, “Does the river leave footprints in the sand? Does the wind carry the scent of yesterday? In the realm of the formless, discover the footprints of no-foot and trace the scent of no-scent.”

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they say
that white light is the birth
of many a color
and I agree
to this dance of light

it brings me joy
this rainbow

they say
that darkness is just the absence
of the light
and I say to them
that you don’t know the half of it

unless you’ve been thru the Dark Night
of a Black Hole

i’d say, a Black Hole is a entryway
to another universe alltogether

welcome it!
don’t be afraid of Pure Blackness

Go on!

White Light awaits!

And they are many, so many
A endless stream it seems
One leads to the next

A free association of links
And connections

A web of ideas
Of inspiration

Spirit in action
Playful creation

A joyful game
Of God

Ideas!