Oh to be a Seed Again!

The days go on
light and dark
dark and light
reaching out
endlessly
into the horizons of timelessness.
Beyond the clouds
a land of shimmering crystal
so bright you squint your eyes
in awe and wonder.
Gliding there
you see so far
into the forever
that your vision
goes round the other side
and back again
till you are nowhere
and everywhere
at the same instant.
For time has lost its meaning
and space has compressed
into a tiny atom
of the mind.
There you are nurtured
in a self-made womb
comfortable and numb
without thought or memory.
Just an essence of being.
Oh to be a seed again!