the wings of my meditation

What started as a classification of stages of meditation as depicted by wing beats of birds, suddenly evolved into much more as I started playing around with capitalism... sorry I meant capitalization;)


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amidst chaos of time and abilities falling short
i decide on lighting candles for the present.
and on the threshold of stillness, ensconce
on the mother earth i ground my soul
with a measured breath.
the hummingbird amidst flowers, flits, hums
sampling nectars, never beholden to One.
and on the threshold of stillness, ensconce
on the mother earth i ground my soul
with a measured breath.
the eagle soaring in the blue, quietly it seeks
and in a flashing intent, it dives to its Desire
and on the threshold of stillness, ensconce
on the mother earth i ground my soul
with a measured breath.
the seagull motionless over limitless seas
content with Infinity, sustenance on the Wind
reality in abeyance drops away
and that appears what was till now absent
this uproar can also quiet convey
when the Present blesses my present