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July 13, 2007
Meditation
Lying still and minding my breathe
Soft music trying to carry me
A thought slips in with anxious stealth
From behind some cluttered corner
That I probably should have cleared
In some past life
Stretching my restless limbs to their greatest length
Letting go and breathing with a deep conviction
I once again lay with silent meaning
Thinking that I must not think
Meditation is about to lay upon my perpetual soul
Where is that empty space
Somewhere between my eyes and infinity
Maybe in the realm of a dream
Or the back of a dark forgotten room
Probably just in front of me
Where I cannot seem to look
Here is the latest CD
It will surely take you to the deepest state
Where all the monks go on their coffee breaks
A nirvana like no other
Dressed in pink and gold light
Desiring with such need to be there
My motionless body forms a connection
In a timeless, vast place
A fluttering noise, a vibration murmurs
Jolting me back to earth
Only to recognize the sound of my own muttered snore
Still, a relief sets in
And the elusive rest has surely reached me in it’s own way…
For now
Posted by kay at July 13, 2007 03:47 AM