MOVIE SHOW

> On my blank transparent screen, that's so pristine
> Primordial Consciousness, clear and clean,
> Birthless and deathless, I survey the scene.
> I sense it has the semblance of a dream.

> Technicolour pictures come and go
> Endlessly like in a movie show.
> All are creations of this sleeper's mind,
> But I am not that body's brain I find.

> Instead I look behind his watchful eyes
> And then discover to my vast surprise
> That I am that same Consciousness sublime,
> Which is One with Love, and is Divine.