Silence Have Mercy

Balaam’s Ass

Every so often, 
in the blare of my everyday, 
hamster-on-a-wheel Thoughts and Feelings,
a wordless voice from the depths faintly brays

I present a present    the Present

The Past was There    the Future will be There   

the Present Is Here

Place the Gift of Beyond Price of your fire-fly Life 

Your Attention 

on what is before    about    within 

Light    Color    Breath

Mind is silent   Body shivers 

Nothing Becoming Everything Becoming Nothing