Woken by a shift
in the Earth’s breath,
I sit in silence –
the pre-dawn hush
and my green tea for company.
In the east,
over the Pacific,
a bright star soars,
shaking off the shackles of night.
Its brilliance beggars belief.
I blink, I bow, a thought flashes:
Never forget that
more than two millennia ago
Gautama saw this star
and knew
{ as do you }
that nothing needed to be
understood, learned or believed
felt, integrated or expressed
fixed, healed or overcome
dropped or avoided
actioned or attained,
in order that his body’s naked awareness might meet itself
as the morning star.
{ Halleluja! }
in the Earth’s breath,
I sit in silence –
the pre-dawn hush
and my green tea for company.
In the east,
over the Pacific,
a bright star soars,
shaking off the shackles of night.
Its brilliance beggars belief.
I blink, I bow, a thought flashes:
Never forget that
more than two millennia ago
Gautama saw this star
and knew
{ as do you }
that nothing needed to be
understood, learned or believed
felt, integrated or expressed
fixed, healed or overcome
dropped or avoided
actioned or attained,
in order that his body’s naked awareness might meet itself
as the morning star.
{ Halleluja! }
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