No obligations

In this vast cosmic vacuum

But to breath, to walk

Hot sparks of the mind -

Small, brief illuminations

Expressed from darkness.

Burst & blow open

The dim doors of perception -

Full moon at sunset.

Thinking! Thinking! Wow!

There’s so many sticky thoughts

When I first notice.

(via Twitter / John Hicks)

To which my old friend replied:

“Like frightened sparrows,

Thoughts and feelings come and go.

Why chase after them?

The sparrow chaser whirls on:
A funnel cloud of sparrows.

To sit with a dog

Quietly watch the great sky and

Breathe your deepest breath

(via Twitter / John Hicks)

Is now just sitting.

Sitting in the living room,

sitting in a chair.

(via Twitter / John Hicks)

My meditating

Mind re-writes its resume

Over and over