A Diamond of Though

A Marble is expounding
The galaxies to me
All these particles between us
Are but bits of we
That this world is suffering is plain to see
For everything becomes,
What you don't want it to be
But these thoughts are not my own
For my own old self has ceased to be
All that is among us
Has ceased to be and is
Now that all that is is no more
All that is is freedom
All that is is one
There is no other time
No, there is time at all

Nothing to explain but that which is
Nothing to explain but that which is not