Knowing

There will be a moment,

Perhaps a smell, a sound,

In which you wake up,

And feel the world as beautiful.

 

A fresh breath, a sigh,

the touch of sunlight,

a caress of the sound

of nothing.

 

Or perhaps in that moment of meditation,

the pause you allow yourself to take,

to travel within.

 

Perhaps in knowing the moon

and her effortless shining,

on your restful journey of sleep.

 

A moment,

through the soft and

liquid body when all effort

has been surrendered.

 

Then there will be knowing

About not knowing,

Which leaves you resting and

embracing this beautiful mystery within.

 

Astrid van Wesenbeeck