Sitting Together

It was as if we once sat alone at night
in a dark room, blindly attempting
to fit puzzle pieces together.

Eventually, without our noticing, even
the daunting puzzle was at last forgotten,
and all became quietly suffused with light.

Something incomprehensible to the mind
fell silently through itself, like a luminous leaf
on a breath of a breeze, falling with no place to land.

I say “falling”, but nothing is moving, even though
nothing stays the same. Nor does it matter how
this could be – only love really matters.

Now we sit together here, emptiness within
emptiness, knowing nothing, wanting nothing,
only ever falling deeper and deeper in this love.

As children we gazed into the great night sky
and felt the whole universe looking back
until all sense of separation dissolved.

When we look into each other’s eyes
and disappear in that looking,
not even a ripple remains.

Here we sit with everything everywhere,
not waiting for anything to happen
nor regretting what has passed.

Although we may sometimes seem to be two,
only one being sits serenely in the midst
of itself — radiant, smiling, happy.


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Poetry and Prosetry: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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