CLOUD OF UNKNOWING
- words by Leif
This is about meditation, titled after an excellent Medieval book on the subject.
When colors fade and darkness falls
When nothing is sacred and silence calls
When wheel has turned and the sun has set
What is left?
With all the knots of life untied
Names forgotten, memories hide
Eyes blind and ears deaf
What is left?
When debts are paid and the race has been run
When chains are broken and the game is done
When mind is empty and body rests
What is left? What is left?