It is in and of itself, this thing that I describe,
a perpetual motion of moments, so difficult to transcribe.
Powerful and yet so delicate, a paradox for sure,
you’ll want to try and catch it, and keep it more and more.
Its nature is all encompassing, omnipresent with no bounds,
sit silently I ask you, be present and hear the sounds.
Nurturing from within, restoring your inner peace,
you are part of it and it of you, for that will never cease.
Whatever you hold inside you, fear not this mighty conveyor
It is of course meditation, of which I’m a humble purveyor.
[Photo credit to my lovely photographer friend, Gayle Bevan, who took this photo of me while in prayer pose]