Drifting Into Being - poem
strangely enough
it is a great art to be
with one's self
to know one's self
to be present
impelled by some force
where do these words come from?
if you knew me at family dinner
I'm not super talkative
it is subtle, nuanced
feel your way into it
holding focus on breath, being
to give one's self to being
like giving one's self to sleep
takes time
you wait there
in silence and stillness
the traveler that you are
on a platform, waiting for a train
thoughts pass
you watch them
then finally release
focusing on them,
drifting into being
