As the birds
Sing and dance
To the rhythm of Life
I accompany them
When I sit still and love publicly.
We all play our part.
I love you.
consciousness
When thoughts become muted
And the soul elevated
Follow the gaze of consciousness
Awaken to Life’s fullness.
I went looking for a cause,
Something like a North Star
And lost the solidity of the “I” that wanted it.
Becoming,
Instead,
A space that housed
A constellation of I’s
Held gracefully by Life’s purpose.
Back,
Back,
Within myself.
Like entering the deepest depths
Of a tunnel
While facing the one light of many worlds.
Coming to rest,
Yes,
In a new home that has claimed me as its own
Somewhere between
Seeing the Light
And being embraced by the Dark.
At home now,
In the shadowy depths of the Self.
Look –
Beyond the rhythm of the Self,
Life
Inviting me
To be as it is –
Dancing to its own music
Composed by 10 billion expressions
Of Itself.
Now dance.
Old man sitting in my house,
Consciousness.
Guiding me to God,
Emptiness.
“Let go. Let go,” he said.
Hold on to just being,
Nothingness.
And now we share the same home,
Oneness.
I take my mind out
And put it in my pocket.
Finally!
I can walk around more mindfully.
