Let your discipline be
a ripple on the ocean
of effortlessness.
Let your breath uphold
the universe like a feather
touching a bubble that
encircles the weightless stars.
What if it bursts?
You attain emptiness.
What if the feather floats
away on a breeze?
You attain grace.
But there is no one here
to carry the burden
of attainment.
So dissolve
into the laughter
of the Goddess.
She breathes you.
Embrace all things
just as they arise and
let them melt away -
a drop of dew on
the golden iris,
a hungry worm
in the fallen apple,
dark petals drifting
on the full moon
in a midnight pond...
Friend, there is no
other way to get through
this miracle.
Photo by Kristy Thompson
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