awareness a knowing that no thought can touch nor wanting reach it comes when ready of its own accord and settles like a morning dew upon my thirsty soul. a gentle click within my heart reveals the universe to me in one quick burst, but speak of it I won't... I can't... the words don't come it is outside the scope of words, or thoughts, or things. a click, a tiny movement of some unseen gear into a predetermined space, and I am left just sitting here, in wonderment...
