In the Stillness

In the stillness

of the self

and the stillness

of the non-self

is a place much bigger

than even mountains

it is a place

beyond stillness

and also inside stillness

it is everything

there

that is everything

it is true

you

are everything

you

are

you are the lakes

and you are the mountains

and the sky

you are every story that has ever been spoken

you are every tear that has been shed.

and every star twinkling in the galaxy of the great night

you are a baby crying now

and the mother that holds it softly

you are middle of a rush hour

and a deer in the meadow

in this stillness

you are a man

who can let himself cry

and be glad for it

you are a butterfly and

you are a coal factory

she feels the love

of a thousand angels

and the baby that sleeps softly

in all this is stillness

simply stillness

stillness

we don’t have to do anything

we are already there

we are

we are this again.

Image by Brian Orner