Still Waters



You'll never think your way out of thought,
But you can Feel, ever, ever more deeply,
That within which, to which, and as which, thought arises,
Until, Feeling ever… ever… ever more deeply,
You Become that Formless… Unlocatable… Aliveness,
And thought, though ongoing, is simply… no longer… heard,
Attention having ceased its outward wandering,
Resting… at last… Dissolving… into… as…
The Still Waters of its Unmoving Source,
The Kingdom of Heaven…
Within.