Zen State of Mind

[anirbas]

Upon my skin I feel the sweet
breeze of September's last butter
soft sunshine days before it melts
into deep October's cooler mysteries

I close my eyes listen to a symphony
of crickets hidden away in the orchestra
pit of the thickly grown grass accompanied
by the ring-ting-a-ling of unseen wind chimes

Susurrus of leaves still bright with summer's green
color whisper from tree crowns an arboreal Greek chorus
wind walking talking singing in counterpoint to the insects
and the random jingle of the invisible air dancing tubular bells

For this moment I am in a zen state of mind at peace harbored
in the lee betwixt and between this second and the next one
to come audioing nature inhaling the universe exhaling
the toxins of my reality frayed and fried thoughts

[phantasm]

Come, sit in the Zen garden

Meditate and become one with the stones

Linger with the moment, let the moment wash over you like a mighty river

Focus on your mind, on your self

Then let all your perceptions slip away

Let the seasons change all around you,

And know the eternity of  a singular moment.

[anirbas]

I like it! Thanks for sharing an offering, Phantasm!