Hour by hour the year passes,
Slowly, rapidly fading into oblivion,
Alive to the very moment, always Now,
Stretching open without searching,
Content to be in quiet darkness.
Without looking, I surrender.
Without knowing, I am held;
Fragments gathered into one source,
Empty space and ground of All.
Scattered and unified, I breathe in
Naked, elemental wholeness—
A blind, simple awareness, poised
Within abundance of the soul.
Concentrated, distilled in essence,
Humbled by the perfect
Imperfection of my being,
Rooted in unending flow of love.