Enlightened…?

And I am searching

Yet

Losing my way

You have reminded me

to practise

Practise calm

Every day

(pause)

So

I went out seeking

And stopped

Still….

Breathing in

a purifying breath

Quelling the fidgety form

To submission

(pause)

And the little boy

came to me

Wearing a hat of yellow brocade

A golden  temple

on his head

He smiled

One of his lives

At me

(pause)

And here you are to remind me

You who have stood centuries

And stood for what?

You elude me

Then you come and bring your light

And I want to be where the light is

Diana Moore

January 2013

From an observation during a meditation in 2009