Just let it
stop
Be
still
for this moment
One moment
All, one moment
Now
The thought stream passes
Surrender the fight
Resistance
Let it all go
Let it all be
Right, wrong
nothing is right, nothing is wrong
Nothing to achieve
Nothing to survive
Nowhere to arrive
Everything is lost
To this one moment
To abundant presence
A sanctuary
Loss is the gate
Nothing to hold on
Still carried
Uncertainty is the ground on which everything grows
Transience the stream that moves it all
Death of shape is inevitable
the foundation to thrive
encountering fear to pass it by
crumbles the heavy rocks
bends gravity
sucks in its very image
transcends form
becoming annihilated
assimilated
Life
As it is
In awe