mercredi 3 août 2011

śamatha




o silent witness
behind softened eyes
on curled tongue
in gently held palms
 
silent witness
listening to the heart
the flow of breath
rising and falling

a relaxing sweep of peace
along nerve networks
one could almost call it sleep
but for consciousness

o silent witness
each time my mind engages
i hear a whisper of your name
and everything falls away

silent witness
when prana embarks
like a rocking boat
or a rising sun

all at once you are sky
and ocean and earth and fire
yet in the sweet moment
you are unchangeable

when i open my still soft eyes
and brightness fills them
i feel you seated in
my heart of hearts

peaceful


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