When you rest in the Self Phenomena come and go, But you are untouched Are you willing to be still and not know? -- Not know where life is leading you, Not fight against what's greeting you Or bite the hand that's feeding you Mmh mmh... Can you find where you're not? Can you separate your self from the sum? When you are what you seek, There is nothing left to get or become What if your restless search were through For undeniably you knew That everything is only you...? Mmh mmh... Can you walk the razor's edge Without following a thought; Do you dare To remain here and now, Not abiding in the mind anywhere...? Are you willing just to be Witness to this mystery In love and reverie...? Mmh mmh... Are you willing just to be Witness to this mystery In love and reveverie...? Mmh mmh...