reality

If we sit long enough

We may sprout wings

Behind our thoughts

And fly across

The vast sky

That is the Self

Within our hearts.

Let

Last year

Today

And next month

Fall away

To reveal

The naked now.

You may stare

And try to

Be captured

By It’s natural beauty.

Waves of thoughts

About the many paths

Ebb and flow

On the shores of my awareness.

The sands of time shift

Through my mental grip

But remain the same.

The sun shines on it all,

Unaffected.