Poetry

You are in the world but aren't really seen
and exist there behind a hidden screen.
Whatever that is seen no matter where
can't look back knowing that You are there.
 
You stay hidden in Your secret place
and look out at everything in space
that is known to be forever changing
which is why it's very wide ranging.
 
You come and go when the time is right
and avoid being seen in one's sight;
not wishing to reveal to them who
are thereby in the body caged too.
 
You remain out of all the limelight
that is at times so dazzlingly bright
where other people will not see You
yet from within all You do look through.
 
You have assumed many an identity
which are all shadows of One Reality,
thus displaying in Your imagination
all the vast live universe and creation.
 
You have to return to your pristine state
when people go to sleep and aren't awake.
This follows that very well known course
of all things which go back to their source.
 
You keep a low profile in the background
so unwilling there to be known or found
by quietly minding Your own business
as the unseen observer Consciousness.
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