A few times a day
I go to the same
Old restaurant – The Cushion
And order the same
Old meal – Emptiness
With some Letting Go
To wash it down.
Well, truth be told
These are the only things
On the menu.
The next time I go dining
I might as well stay
And join the kitchen staff.
I gave in
To being swallowed up
By Emptiness.
I thought It would be
My new home,
But then It spat
Me back out
To be Fullness
In this old world.
I feel at home again.
I am learning to maintain
My empty position of Self as itself.
So, I sit while sitting
And sit while not sitting.
I refuse to get up
From the posture of
The unfolding reality of Life.
The emptiness you discover when you look deep within yourself is the space that holds the entire universe.
What I am is emerging,
What is emerging is already present.
I see it by being empty and aware.
Path to Being 