Evolution of Love 2

The Gaze

Where gaze alights....no scripture opens,
no mantra stirs...
only the hush
where gaze lands.

It does not teach.
It does not ask.
It does not bless.
It undoes.

The mind, once braided....with doctrines and dreams,
unravels like smoke...in the gaze.

No need remains....
not for meaning,
not for mercy,
not even for you.

You are not healed.
You are not broken.
You are rendered not.

Only the gaze,
vast and unblinking,
like the sky before creation.