who do I pray to
This bliss maker
This life creator
This mother who touches my soul
This father who is Alive in the will of all
That I ask and in silence reach
the whole universe
is with out objective Molecules
The object that no one has ever recognized
is the precious pearl we seek
I am the branches
I am the leaves that fall
I am the Direct cutting of the root
I breathe and seek
You cannot figure it out
This nothing experience
This emptiness is full of me and you
This is not just vacant space
This Undivided empty cognizance
Is The bliss of. Ring
Suffused with knowing
and the unknown universe
So who do I pray to
This bliss maker
This life creator
This mother who touches my soul
This father who is Alive in the will of all
That I ask and in silence reach
And try to grasp onto and hold
This whole universe to release and let go
