I experience the world through my mind
And my everyday senses
As if all there is can be
Touched
Heard
Smelled
Tasted
Seen
Reasoned
I am out of time
With the world
Out of rhythm
With the seasons of my being
Touched
Heard
Smelled
Tasted
Seen
Reasoned
I am out of time
With the world
Out of rhythm
With the seasons of my being
I notice a speck
On the river
A boat
The immensity
Strikes me
Humbling
Grace, beauty, the sense of the divine
Whether or not these qualities exist in the world
In the objects I observe
Or are a construction of my consciousness
I share the experience of them
With every other human being
Breathing in
Breathing out
In the quiet
I observed
The peace
Of my mind
Of my body
Crisp and cold
The night air
Sounds, sharp and clear
Amplifying presence
What is peace?
Awakening
To admire the beauty of existence
To see the connection of all things
To look within, to my deepest self