What Happens When There's Nothing You Can Do?

Here's what you will notice.

The wind is still blowing.

You're still breathing.

The clouds are still floating.

The branches on the tree are swaying back and forth.

The sun is shining.

Your heart is pumping.

What is happening is what is happening.

There's nothing you have to do.

Everything is happening by itself.

That's the real you.

That's the observer.

That's the watcher.

Silent and benevolent.

No beginning and no end.