eyes closed
its dark
see some essence
maybe not

ears to hear
hear the queue
divine timing
kind of kindness
hearing you

concentration is hard
meditation is slow
body grows tiresome
where to start
don't know


why choose to be quiet
sit still
not move
time goes by strangely
focusing on you

when the words come out just right
unplanned and well timed
graceful state of being
life sans mind

thinking of god
thinking of you
what if things were different
i'd be different too

need not
want none
many forms
to explain the one

need not
but one
walk this earth
miles of air water and dirt
between the moon
and the sun

why choose to be quiet
to sit still and not move
time goes by strangely
all paths lead to you

why choose to be quiet
to sit still and not move
time goes by strangely
when focusing on you

why choose to be here
right here and now
life unfolds so strangely
becoming silent
i hear you loud