The Still Point
Silence says
So much,
In her subtle sensual
sharing.
Quiet distant
Thunder,
stormy skies Wild, free,
unhindered.
Let It Be
Exactly as it is,
Cyclonic shifts release
Authentic untamed
Bliss.
Not feral,
not caged,
not a clogged Controlling,
simply pure,
purr, purr,
pet,
Let Her Feline
Warmly
Flow.
A
Dam undaunted
dam stroked,
unholed,
slow,
Undamned boiling waters over
flowing rocky rapids fluid falls
her steaming brook
alive as nature's
love, she smiles and
Simply brightly Bubbles;
simply pauses more in
Cyclic flooding torrent
coming
forward;
Clouds crested a milky weigh
sweat storm laden,
stoked, stroked a
Loosened humid rumble
Moisture mustered
wet streams come
One gushing flush
vent light vent bolts pass vast sky
droppeth Her gentle
rains from heaven,
One
Blue trenchant ocean
Receives relaxed
silk sea spread can well
Come all,
ocean swallows frothy salty
each atom,
each cellular Division
each undivided holy drop supporting more;
Stands by you
Stands with you
Stands as you
an Inner standing,
drenched tips dancing
Dance dance two skins to skins
post climatic sky storm laden
shifting rolling
fury, climax,
Post
The Still Points,
changing sky,
breathing clouds,
exhausted storm,
lightning wild electric buzz
demure denouement
comes clear fresh
One Undivided,
One Eternal,
One Infinite Vital
Sky,
One ocean,
clear received
as True Nature knows
no mind no
Time.