.
Never a noun.
Just a verb—
unfolding
as experiencing.
.
Habitual identifying
Unravelling.
All form
changing.
Nothing nailed down.
.
The only constant:
indefinable essence—
is-ness,
never a thing.
.
“I Am” suffusing
a background
of no-time, no-place—
just here-now-ness-ing.
.
Don’t attach!
Fixing becoming flowing—
a flood washing
the canvas clean.
.
Temporary eddies
forming,
creating illusions
of form-of-self.
.
Soon dissolving
back into stream-ing,
patterning of coherence
coming and going.
.
Like bedtime stories—
flimsy,
fanciful,
dreaming.