No Matter

In the end
it doesn't matter,
because it isn't matter.
It is energy.
It is consciousness.
The world you fear
and the world you savor
are the worlds you project
on the screen of your mind,
the worlds you atomize
and disperse into nothing
the moment you fall asleep.
Your best and worst dreams
come true because you
sculpt them from the marble
of pure awareness.
Why not just dissolve
your heart in love?
Then you won't need a dream.
You won't need a story.
You'll stop believing
in your fairy tale of doom.
You'll even stop believing
in your hope,
that glorious burden
of a future that never comes.
Why not just rest here?
You are the pearl
at the center of the rose.
You are the darkness
between the stars.
You are the transparency
between thoughts,
the stillness between
dying and birth.
You are the sweet tangled
garden of eternity
between that breath
and this one.


Painting by Marney Ward