Entering Inner Silence
Let
us try
to be still
without trying,
for if we do strive,
then how may we be still?
We speak, of course of our mind,
spawning thoughts without any rest,
even during sleep, dream forms pursue,
miring consciousness, in hypnotic trance.
A rotating wheel takes time to slow down.
The same then applies to fickle thought.
Feeding not our fears and desires,
we are released from bondage.
No longer thus pampered,
ego borne thoughts fade.
One with silence,
awareness
brightly
glows.
04-December-2020
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2020
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