*

sitting

very still..

escaping the confines

of little self..

a

perceptible shift in

awareness..

breathing in the history

of the universe..

breathing out -

consciousness

cascading faultlessly

into the vault

of eternity,

nothing lost;

a

 gaining

of

boundless merit..

*

*

now,

the distant roar of awakening

tumbles through my imagination,

as a waterfall of ambrosia..

*

cascading joyfully

betwixt thoughts of splendid freedom

 from anxiety and fear, ambiguity

receding into the distance..

*

teasingly, as scudding clouds

weave their erratic and mindless

path ‘cross  pastel sky,

does my reasoning mind

lie dormant at the feet of

Immediacy..

*

tantalisingly doth

peaceful vacuum erase  barriers

to the truth of this moment,

which caresses me bounteously

with flexible breath..

*

 throwing myself

into this mix with pure

 unadulterated abandon,

glorying in the vagaries

of timeless meandering..

*

somewhat like the course

 of a country river, snaking through

spongy meadows,

inhaling nectarine perfume

 from all manner of

 gaily coloured

vegetation..

*

meanwhile

the rain courses

bountifully, horizontally,

 outside in the cold dark

night that is winter,

here..

*

the contrast is not lost on me;

the privilege sits squarely ‘pon shoulders

risen from this tortured soil,

to face this wondrous moment,

head bowed in thanksgiving.

*

*

tremulously,

the helplessness

of endings

bestrides

my outlook..

*

with mixed feelings

of fear, revulsion

want and desire,

*

scrambling to make sense

of fractured dreams,

judgement suspended..

*

all I can do is explore

sensation

*

wonderment ever present.

though bewilderment.

as a talisman.

stands guard

‘longside stagecoach -

travelling blind..

*

embracing uncertainty,

gathering strength,

believing,

oh so believing..

*

faith that all

falls into the light -

despite portent,

all falls into

light.

*