I sit watching my thoughts
Like endless birds in an endless sky
I wait for an end to the storm of wings
An end to the steam of flickering movements
Breath after breath
I begin to sink beneath it all
Slowly the waters rise around me
Soon the sky turns to dusk
Colors bleed and blur together as one
The birds are fewer now
They are almost gone
Night pours in
It is growing more and more difficult
To hear the feathers overhead
The breath deepens and
I am flooded by the vastness
By the thick, dark night
A current comes over me
There is only stillness now, only peace
The intensity comes and goes with each wave
I let go and float in the clear space within
Rising and falling
Drifting
In the spacious moments
Between breaths
And the dim shadows of awareness
These moments are the seeds of life
I follow them into the blissful and shocking emptiness
Where I absorb them
One by one.
Like endless birds in an endless sky
I wait for an end to the storm of wings
An end to the steam of flickering movements
Breath after breath
I begin to sink beneath it all
Slowly the waters rise around me
Soon the sky turns to dusk
Colors bleed and blur together as one
The birds are fewer now
They are almost gone
Night pours in
It is growing more and more difficult
To hear the feathers overhead
The breath deepens and
I am flooded by the vastness
By the thick, dark night
A current comes over me
There is only stillness now, only peace
The intensity comes and goes with each wave
I let go and float in the clear space within
Rising and falling
Drifting
In the spacious moments
Between breaths
And the dim shadows of awareness
These moments are the seeds of life
I follow them into the blissful and shocking emptiness
Where I absorb them
One by one.
via stillnessspeaks
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