Surrender

Surrender has already happened.
You did not do it.
Before this breath,
a boundless invisible flower
blossomed all around you,
releasing the miraculous pollen
of the ordinary.
Enjoy the fragrance called
'Just What Is.'
Don't worry about who
surrendered, who fell into
this bottomless ageless cup
of sweetness,
and is still falling, still falling
through utter silence...
If Truth could be spoken
by words and thoughts,
this earth would not be teeming
with trees, birds, mist,
distant mountains,
the glory of dust.