No-Place (or, The Indescribable Bubble) Have you ever heard the sun? Have you ever seen a breeze? Have you ever cut yourself loose, and floated through the trees? Like a cloud in the air, drifting everywhere, seeing what you've never been, being what you've never seen, being all that you are.,. Have you ever seen a sound? Have you heard a tear? Have you ever gotten smaller, until you disappeared? Like a sand in the sea, dissolving quietly, knowing what can never be known, flowing where you've never flown, flowing free and clear... Have you ever held the sky? Have you ever been misplaced? Have you ever gotten larger, and known the outer space? Like a wind in the sky, words are all erased, being without a "why", feelings without a face, knowing that you're not and that you're no-place. Maharimi Karotloviteh, Feb. l978 57