Such chatter, such nonsense fills our days
What are we doing?
Where do we think we are going?
Was the world in disarray when we arrived?
Will it fall apart if we step back?
What is so important that we ignore so many signals?
How can we forget to even breathe properly?
When did we last drink enough water?
When did we last move our body?
It’s only the noise around us
that complicates,
it’s the non-stop dialogue in our head
that confuses
Still the mind, let go of opinion
The peace we seek, the answers we long for
are here…inside us
Just listen
Just let go and listen!
There is nothing to do
but serve
Be here…now,
and all things will come
Just Another Hole in the Flute 