alive dying
awake sleeping
who is what here
as i pass through these states
there is no i to have them
there is a body experiencing
and a mind describing
but not a self having
something ages, dies, sleeps
something is young, living, awakening
I am none of these
just here
maybe enjoying, amusing, waiting
thats what I notice
light experiences, pencil shading
strokes or lines in the sand
below the tide mark
as i wait, coming closer, more
the silence grows
the world moves farther away
I remain and the rest goes
whatever I am
\is revealing slowly
like sunrise on a new world
No comments:
Post a Comment