A moment crystallized

exploding into the Self–

Where worry and fears unmasked

can be followed or acknowledged.

A short practice,

collecting negative thoughts

into a bowl of my making,

consists of simple stillness

and just the breath;

the structure of my body

struggling to be present

aware and nonjudgmental–

lessons that

Simple isn’t easy:

my eyes looking down

fixed and inward;

Thoughts form

in the space between

where the elements emerge

escaping my limitations, only to

cascade down dark rough landscapes

and rock walls of some expanse,

(now distinctive and recognizable),

Until I let them go with purpose

through the o-shaped mouth.

Stillness returns once

just like the Day, and other

#irristiblecircumstances.