Your mind may refuse to
hear this because
a mind feels the need
to struggle, to believe,
"I am the do-er."

Yet there is no more
healing medicine
you could pour upon
this throbbing world
of pain

than simply to relax
in utter self
allowing all to be
for this instant

just as it is…
A flower can feel it,
blossoming in silence.
A cloud knows it,
moving in stillness.

Why do you have
so much trouble
just dissolving
into what
you Are?