luminosity
brushes
the edges of the threatening clouds
then
suddenly it’s sailing clear –
the full moon!
– – –
awakening is precisely like this:
our precious fears and foibles
begin to melt into lightness
at the edges
as
the dark curtain of concepts
and the tireless concept-builder
examined, unravel,
and there it is
the self-luminous light
of our eternal beingness
that was veiled
only
by ceaseless story-spinning
echoes from emptiness 
(relieved breathing)
A huge sigh… such a relief when those scary clouds vaporise! 🙂
Is the photo yours? I would like to speak to the person who owns this image.
Mary – if you scroll to the bottom of the post and click on “Image credit” you will reach the site, and page, where the image was sourced.
Pristine!
Thank you Marva – your mind is exactly so!
Lovely, It was complete in the first stanza but your continuing was no distraction at all. Nice!
Thank you rupafitz. Yes, I too thought the first lines were it, enough. But the words kept coming so down they went…
(Chuckles from she-who-simply-scribbles.)