Play

To play so as to be relaxed and refreshed for work is not to play, and no work is well and finely done unless it, too, is a form of play.

The clouds make an appearance and play around us.

We notice and let them tease, touch and play with us.

They come and go and we notice it all.

The Sun explodes, its rays flow here and there, everywhere.

They come like arrows piercing our beings, and making them glow.

So much beauty brings us to a state of bliss.

We play with the rays, we play with the clouds, we let them play with us.

It is amusing, because we do not take this seriously.

It is too important, and transcendent to take this seriously

We let our beings be playful and enjoy the spirit of life itself.

We let the universe tease us and make us smile.

The Sun is working, the clouds are working, and so are we.

We are working to be, without doing anything.

We are working to enjoy life as it is.

Grateful for what we have, while we have it.

Knowing that this is just temporary, an illusion.

Nothing of what we see will last, because it does not exist.

All will dissolve to become one with the whole.

And then, we shall play again, with our own creations.

And we will have a laugh at how serious we thought we were.

Because the only thing to take seriously is our game.

And, after all, it is just a game.

So, let us all continue playing.

Enjoying it, while it lasts.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe so, and so it is