You Are Where I End and Begin

I used to stand in white. No thoughts, no fight, no name, No past, no wrong or right. But still, I was seen, So I wasn't free. Said truth is light, but it dies when you Shine on it too bright. It's not a shape you hold. It's not a thing you're told. When no one's left to ask, and no one's There to try, You don't arrive, you dissolve into the sky. It's not a path, it's not a climb. It's when you're done With space and time. It's not a door, It's not a key. It's when you're gone, Completely free. Don't look, don't name, don't chase the Flame. The truth, my love, it has No face. I tried to hold the field with rituals and Dreams I sealed. But silence kept undoing me, softly, Mercilessly. And all I was began to fade. No shadow left, no need to pray. Truth never knocks or rings a bell. It just arrives when there's no cell. No witness, no frame. No "I," no claim. No center to the flame, just fire with no Name. It's not a path, It's not a climb. It's when you're done With space and time. It's not a door, It's not a key. It's when you're gone, Completely free. Don't look, don't name, don't chase the flame. The truth, my love, it has no face. Only when nothing watches, the Field begins to hum. Not as thought, but as what we've always been, Before the first sound ever came.