How Old Is Silence

delve deeper 

if you gently dare, 

may you

free dive to The Still

Point, for there The Dance Is, 

to the foundational still of a rock 

solid flowing, steam rises fissures fracture

lava heat magma gushes, New Earth New Heat

creates land creates islands of nascent 

silence; stir, stir from next slumber a thunder, a rumble

dive not on the silt, stir up more mud, pent up released

let settle, let rest, let it be; 

pause more before rise, 

pause liminal in lush lucid dreams

dive deep each breath 

this sharp subtle edge 

unforced, un held, my fierce paradox wanton

and yet held, held tender in true self 

softly raging creates safe inner space to reveal

to release with real eyes, two sea to be

True Nature, 

My Truth, 

My naked cored raw absolute, 

no more mud, until there is, 

no more weighty waiting or wanting, until there is, 

The Totality 

One Creature In Creation 

now, held ever so lightly

now, held ever so gently, 

each repeated pause, or more, or less, 

to hold, to feel, to flow and ask simply, 

post compete, post prove, post not enough, 

Reel, too many Minions and Love Lacking Reels 

Really raw now 

really allowing, really accepting 

an ever gentle 

untethered unforced aware fully breath

revealed recurring returning

My Own One True Nature

Is Life Blood of My Own Fire Cyclic Breath

exposed, air water earth, now all so sated, 

stripped, raw, post curious, 

bare moment, naked, One Only, 

Who Am I? 

No frills no need to know no terms & conditions

Really full really empty

concurrent co creates and sits simply 

with no fucking clue and no answer

How Old Is Silence?

(and that to is OK) 

Simple - clear - concise - when ready to really receive - Your Own True Nature


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