
Here at the Edge
Here at the edge
Nothing is completely solid,
And therefore
Everything is possible.
Silky water
Sliding spilling eternally over and simply gone
And persistent waves rolling in in in,
Today a roar.
Silence and sound
Smooth and undulating
Each
Making the other knowable.
My attention settles,
Nothing to know, do or accomplish.
Then up rises measuring mind.
Loyal dog, unwelcome companion.
But let me pause
Before I edit too harshly!
I could leave myself
With nothing!
Casa Tara November, 2018
Andrea Gerasimo
Consultant and Teacher
Feng Shui, decluttering, Yoga
www.thirdmountain.com