What do I have to offer thee? Just me.
What else is there to offer, ever? Nothing more, nothing less. Just me.
Throw everything out that wasn’t tied down. Take away all that needs maintenance, all that requires growing, feeding, tending. What have you left? Just me.
Get below everything that varies from day to day, goes up and down, pushes forward and recedes. What else remains? Just me.
What remains is what I came into the world with and what I’ll leave with, if I leave.
Just me. Eternal spirit, formless intelligence, drop of the Ocean of bliss.
What do I have to offer thee? Just me.