The Earth Is Your Seat

November 27, 2013

Finding that finite centre in yourself
Creates a form of thinking that an entire universe creates
Lost in thought as you sit and work not to think at all
Attempting to escape the temple that carries your energy
Balance is accomplished when the tension subsides
Balance is brought on by no thought at all
Clear minded
Conscious of your surroundings
Though not distracted by any of it
Travelling nowhere and centred in this state
While moving somewhere
That is free of what ails and displaces you
You sit motionless, on a seat the size of the earth
Surrounded by the stars
Touched by the sun
And watched by the moon
You do not fall, or even sway just a little
You simply breathe
Your thought, invisible, infinitely so
Your eyes closed, as the light blends through both eye lids
Seeing the light, far from the dark
Warmed by it too

Far from the emptiness that only a cold room, with no windows, could offer
Grounded in an earth that you are now centred in
Balance is free from the past
Not yet in the future
And fully aware of the present
Nothing is more true
As the clear light you see through your shut eyes
Nothing is more honest than where your thought lies
Out of a body that remains still
Looking at yourself within
From a view close above
That will not move
That is a creation, in complete stillness
Out of the body
Inside of it too

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