What I have been verifying lately in myself
is that my inner world has been quiet
after years of struggle with mechanics
and pursuit of higher states and mystical experiences.
I have come to a place of rest.
The machine that has accompanied me in the work
isn’t comfortable with this state,
yet I meet it over and over again.
I recognize that stillness has the quality of Grace
where the gods enter and all seems possible.
Yet there is a part of the machine
that is still restless
even when presented with this newly found state of peace.
I stay in the discomfort.
It reminds me
of when Mervyn would try to shake of a higher state
and it wouldn’t leave him.
My soul is holding me in silence and I wait.
~F
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