A Song of Questions

Merge with your doubt.
Marry bewilderment.
Past and future
are too heavy to bear,
but in this moment
you are weightless,
at home with loss,
every atom filled with
the empty sky.
Moved by the stillness
of your Mother's breath,
fall into dancing and sing
a song of questions:
"What's happening?
Where is the ground?
Who keeps beating
my heart?"


Painting: Hafiz by Mahmoud Farshchian