The Day is Narrow
The day is narrow & the street is clean.
I have divested myself of personas
& speak only to the sun.
That’s what awareness means —
to swivel & leave all objects
resting on the fringes, quite at ease.
Pay attention to the one thing
until after many moons & the
ready distilling of concentration
there is nothing left but you two.
Even the moon is in abeyance.
Finally, you see with rabid clarity
perhaps even a little laugh that
accompanies the Eureka! moment
God is no thing and never was.
Copyright Simon Heathcote