Laughing a new laugh

Ten years of dreams in the forest!
Now on the lake's edge laughing,
Laughing a new laugh

Ten years of dreams in the forest! -- because a meditator does not just one day become a meditator; dreams follow, for years. Even if you go into the deepest forest, those dreams haunt you.

But slowly slowly those dreams settle down because there is no point. You are no more interested in them; on the contrary you simply sit there watching. This watchfulness makes you so silent that when sitting by the lake's edge, laughing... laughing about what? Laughing about the whole world; that you have it within you and still you are searching for it.

Laughing a new laugh. A meditator laughs a new laugh. Its freshness comes from his depths.