[The following poem was kindly shared with us by Tonje Moe Pettersen.Tonje is a self-employed artist from Gratangen, Norway (Brrrrrrrrrr!) Click here to visit Tonje's blog and see some of her art. If you have enjoyed Tonje's first contribution to Happy Cow, you can let her know by clicking on the 'Like' button or leaving a comment at the bottom of this page. You can sign in to the comments widget using your Facebook or Google accounts or just leave a message without signing in. Enjoy!]
At first I thought about the thought
and thought that it was me
I followed up with vanity
and cried: poor me! Poor me!
And then it was I realised
that thoughts are only there
I am the watcher of these thoughts
the watcher of that sphere
The thoughts keep popping in and out
I am not them, I see
They happen in a certain space
this space is you and me
This space is you, this space is me
and yet, for your elation:
there is no you, there is no me
there is no separation
We are all connected ones
with earth and sky above
and though it may seem otherwise
the only 'thing' is love
Click here to visit Tonje's blog and see some of her art.
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