Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak. –Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati
With a gentle tap of the tiny mallet
the iron bell rings, echoing
a long soothing note drifting on air
until the next soft strike
for to begin and end the meditation
Ring the temple bell in threes.
Breath is but a part of it,
the stilling of the raucous mind
an anxious heart should slow
to a steady thrumming
and enter the realm of divine
to hear the soul whisper.
Abstract ideas may come
and go like waters flowing
over and around worn weathered rocks
honor your thoughts, then let them go
like the deep green river flowing
be the heavy river stone,
buried in cool wet earth.
With awareness of every deep breath,
a brilliant sacred light shines from within
your soul will provide answers you seek
to soothe your tormented heart
and fill it with tranquil peace.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: This is my meditation space.
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