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
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