Falling Blossoms

No rants

No raves

The world is stellar

And cool blue

Things ring true

No arguments

No harm wished

No opinions

Things change

Minds roil

No head trips

Drop them

Disperse the cloud

Cling to no-thing

Lose no-thing


In Stillness

At the still point
Everything is falling together

This moment floating
In the ethereal

Dark matter coalescing
Around selfish thoughts

Doves lift your burden
Bringing a lightness of being

You can feel everything
In the moment

As the waves crest
Infinite potential

Crashing down into
Knowing at Childhood’s End