What is clear and empty
as the sky,
yet solid as diamond?
What makes the mind still,
and the heart dance?
What pours a stream of stars
through your in-breath,
and awakens the fragrance
of gratitude
in your exhalation?
What is beyond the horizon
of the past and future,
yet softer than presence?
Whether you know or
do not know
makes no difference at all.
Now take off your shoes
and caress the earth,
walking in wet moss
through the midnight forest.
If there was ever a destination,
leave it behind you.