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