On the one hand, we are not our bodies or our minds. On the other hand, we are everything, including our bodies and our minds. Here’s a poem that popped into my head after I spent a meditation trying to block out all unwanted thoughts and sounds.
That truck rumbling
That missing carburetor revving
That ceaseless airplane rumble
That interferes with your meditation
About being aware of your true self
That is you.
That distracting, unwanted thought
That yelling neighbor
That smell of smoke
All you
That angry honking car
That pleasant bird chirping
That calming ocean wave
That breath
That heartbeat
And all sensations beyond our notice
That is me.
That is you.
You can’t take a break from a break
Hey hey hey ho ho ho
I cannot come
If I do not go
Ho ho ho hey hey hey
I cannot leave
If I do not stay
You can’t take a break from a break
You can’t wake up
From being awake
Silence turns sound into notes
A song that is sung
Won’t be stuck in your throat
But a song without end
Is just background noise
You can’t hold a thing
Without holding a void
Frowning forever
Lets in no sorrow
Before I give back
I need to borrow
An unceasing smile
Is no smile at all
I won’t feel height
Without knowing the fall
To let out the cat
The cat must be about
And to open your heart
I must first be shut out
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