Shhhhhhhh… it’s just a game.
Don’t say a word lest you wake the profane.
Don’t make any sudden movement…
Be still, rest in pensive disillusionment.
just breathe, take a beautiful breath with me.
Until ‘home’ is woven into each moment of being.
Don’t make a sound lest the seams come untangled
revealing all things barring me from seeing internal unity.
Release, release, transmute suffering into radiant dreams.
Maintain this posture in union with the unseen
Until the acorn breaks releasing the seed
to burrow down deep inside of me and set its roots firmly.
all ailments fall from the edges of the universe light comes to play
Releasing my internal seed to break ground and blow the weeds away.