silent sitting

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.

Whether for

One minute,

One hour,

Or one day

Sitting on our meditation cushion

Prevents violence,

Preserves lives,

And lovifies the

Human heart.

My teacher reminds me

To go in

Before I go out,

To let go

When embracing all things,

To be still

In my actions,

And just how loud

Silence can be.

Today,

I move through the world

In a sitting position

Seeking after Life

With all my senses.

I’m like a dog,

Sniffing every scent,

In search of its Master.