Density

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The Dharmakaya hints a stone exists

In God, That Mind.  How large or small it might

Be we are not informed.  Two hardened fists

Together as protection or to fight

Off woe might take us to the realms of love.

We do not know, but maybe what the stone

Means is . . . that God has one huge thought above

What we can hold.  It means that God alone

Can have the utter thought, a thought so vast

That it can never be unthought.  This Thought

Is one that always was and can’t be past,

A thought beyond all verbs including ought.

  Or then it might be tiny, tiny, crushed

    Like Black Holes’ cores, a thought that can’t be hushed.

~ Phillip Whidden