Traveller: stop a moment.
It is time to stop time, to step inside.
Come into this house of quiet
and let it take your mind. Can you ?
The hardest thing. To stop thinking.
So you can start really seeing
and enter the silent mind
that waits in the stillness, and your breathing.
Can you sit still ? Can you let everything be around you? Then you will find new eyes and the rose in your heart will open. Then you will know what is true infinitely made for you, in each moment; this dew drop, this day’s pearl this grit irritating deep in your being where everything is reflected to you.
Traveller, who are you? Under your name your occupation and your clothes you are formless consciousness living in time with a strange disposition to love. Dear naked soul, come home.