
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.