Finger points at the moon*
Out of nowhere, something to be seen
The power of ZEN*, which is in the in between
A gaze locking backwards in what it already knows
The ignorance of what is external, that to which it shows
A lotus position to take refuge in a rest
Subjectively going inward, behind me is the west
Relative as this forms, "thoughts" dissipate
Breathing a rhythmic pattern, oneness begins to mate
Objectives that grew on me, attachments have dissolved
The same texture of stillness, all is being resolved
Aim is directly pointing, frequency is in tune
It is like the saying goes, the finger pointing at the moon
Dom*Colucci © 2019
~image from google images~
ReplyDeleteGreetings Dom. A well-written piece with good rhymes. Well done. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
ReplyDelete~I am glad you enjoy Andrew~thank you always~
DeleteYou are welcome my Friend. Blessings.
Delete~blessings as well~Namaste~_/|\_~
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