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
