Rain Drops

I was sitting in ma balcony when suddenly it started raining…it was so beautiful..first it rained slowly and gained a momemtum, it was rythmic, as if singing in its own way…it was pure, spiritual, divine..it purified everything without distinction…without judgement...it flowed freely, fearlessly..and cleaned out everythin...it went deep beneath the surface of things...quenched the thirst of mother land...And then suddenly it seemed like someone removed a curtain from my eyes...everything was so crystal clear.


That’s the law…try to see wat is happening when nothing's happening…learn to see the emptiness inside. See things without staring it, listen quietly, rather than listening hard…try to accept things as what they are rather than trying to change them...Try to see the simplicity rather than figuring things out.