A seeming arising
The stirring of separation
I am an object
A mind impression arising
In so called
time and space

Thought impression
And so-called feeling
That echoes a personal self
Echoes
And echoes

Until I-I
The unmoved Self
The revelation of silent stillness
Seamless awareness
Formless
Seemingly appearing
As all dreams
Remaining unmoved
Unstirred

Resting as itself
Beyond any coming and going
Sat-Chit-Ananda

Thus it is