Green Light


Plants have never left

The realm of Oneness

And therefore have not burdened themselves

With our illusions

And states of existence

And non-existence


Before we eat them

They do not exist

And after we eat them

They do not cease to exist


They lie in that perfect tranquility

In between

And in both



They are part of the Oneness

We seek


In their wisdom

They never grew legs

And identities

And stumbled away from the One