You are drifting with a stream abandoned.
But you are the stream, you see!
Holds on to nothing,
it is not trying to accomplish anything,
and yet it is so alive,
gurgling, nourishing the fields.

You exist in the space between events,
between thoughts,
between perceptions
and events;
thoughts and perceptions exist within you.

When you are in complete surrender,
everything is in the current of love.
In complete surrender,
there is no personal you,
no time.

All is well.