Our thoughts appear, we cannot say from where,
controlled by thoughts our actions are not free,
the crux is – how we meet the thought that’s there.
In meditation’s cold unblinking stare
I realise I’m thinking, and I see:
a thought appears, I cannot say from where.
It seems like me who thought that, I declare,
for as I think, there is no other me –
the crux is, can I meet the thought that’s there?
Can I question it, do I dare
to hear it, then to see if I agree?
– Thoughts just appear, I cannot say from where.
This questioning’s a thought – they make a pair:
the questioner is just another ‘me’.
The crux is, I can meet the thought that’s there.
Controlled by thoughts? You do not need to be,
nor victim of a fixed idea of ‘me’,
thoughts just appear, you cannot say from where,
the crux is – how you meet the thought that’s there.
Pieces of Five 
That makes a very nice song 🙂
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