A flame that flickers and leaps from my breath.
An exhale, warming the cosmos with a love I forgot yet somehow still know.
An inhale, dissolving back into the illuminated sea of potential.
In the spiraling gusts of fury and heartache, we squint yet never abate.
In the stillness of being, we glows in extra-molecular harmony.
A primordial wave of limitless potential, imparting matter into form.
In this stillness arises the impartial witness of thought.
No coordinates, no time, no form or labels.
A condition void of presupposition, judgement and expectation.
The emptiness of mind.
The beingness of heart.
Beyond the confines of forever.
Brian Larson