Beyond inside and outside
Beyond words and images
Beyond the beyond of thought, dreams and deep sleep
Lies where we are right now
Just as we all are
Although a clay pot is made of clay
There is no contact between the clay and the pot
Returning from the beyond of the nondual
Sojourn in the frequency of bliss
Channel chaos into streams of bliss
And follow its windings
Back into the field of I
Choose Bliss
