Always here - Kirtana

Is it in the sunlit meadow?
Is it in the rocks and trees?
Is it in the blue and yellow?
Is it in the one who sees?

This radiance I recognize,
even when I close my eyes

Is it in the words you've spoken,
as trackless in their flight as birds...?
Is it in the silence broken?
Is it in between the words?

This living truth you make so clear
The speaking stops, but still I hear

And I cannot see how I missed this before
Who I am is always here; of this I'm sure

Is it in the circumstances?
Is it in a quiet mind?
Does it only come in glimpses?
Is an event in time

This peace, this peace that permeates
my mind, my moods, these changing states

Is it in your form that I hold so dear,
or older than your ocean eyes?
When you walk away, does it disappear?
Could it be so localized?

This love, this love which no one claims
You come, you go, but it remains

And I cannot see how I missed this before
The love we are is always here; of this I'm sure

Is it in the sunlit meadow?
Is it in the rocks and trees?
Is it in the blue and yellow?
Is it in the one who sees?