No Need to Know

I don't know what anything is.
“Enlightenment”? “Awakening”?

So many definitions, I am dizzy.
Much in common, much different.

Plenty of guided tours available,
With experts at the wheel.

Knowing nothing of anything,
I simply rest in The Mystery.

Ignorant of “what”, “how”, “why”.
But not Ignorant of…

Fullness, Completion, Bliss,
The Perfume of The Beloved.

There is no need to “know”.
For This to be so.

No need to “understand”,
The Swoon of our The Radiant Heart.

No need to describe.
No need to tell.

This writing is nothing more,
Than Love's Fragrance Wafting.

The Heart's Ember Brightening,
Love's Light Shining.

A mirage of words, Pointing,
Drunkenly…

Beyond all troublesome words.