Sit here until there is an awareness of
That which does not demand attention

Breathing
Blue sky
Autumn’s remaining leaves, stiff and falling
Gusted wind chime playing some mystical tune

That which just IS

Simply being aware of these goings on is not enough
Mind can chatter through the biggest storm
Fears, judgments, evaluations enshroud the clearest blue sky day

Mind is, but is not Truth

Mind, always preoccupied by the next, fleeting distraction
But there is a knowing
that what lies deeper
is subtle, always there
and does not demand anything

Sitting with this awareness
is pure joy