Falling into the silence,
Moving beyond emotions and the stories.
Falling into the stillness,
Moving beyond the body and form.
Falling away, states of consciousness,
Like leaves falling from an autumn tree.
Moving into the room within the heart,
Only to find that there is no heart, nor body, nor form, nor emotions, nor stories.
To find the ever flowing energy, expanding and dilating,
Moving and shifting yet forever constant.
Falling into the nothingness that is everything,
Moving beyond, beyond, beyond.
Like a drunken fool trying to find his way home.
I have staggered through the night,
Only to find that there was no fool, nor night,
And all of the time I was home!