December 4, 2010 § 1 Comment
WAITING TO DEPART
Tongue, parched and still;
Eyes fixed on the ground.
Mind focusing on a single syllable.
Confinement calling . . .
Alienation emerging . . .
Attempting to eliminate mind’s defilements,
Yet so far, all attempts have failed.
Obscurations hide in dim regions of mind,
Veiling with saturnine darkness
The beauty within the flame.
Strung on a string:
Counting steps toward holiness.
With thoughts of subsiding,
Enter and dwell;
Insight will tell.
The moon will disappear into the water
When the time has arrived to depart.
I sit in silence until then,
Sitting until I arrive.