Winter Dathun

Let in by a star

dark, silent beauty of night

we became the shrines


non-conceptual body

Dropping under the flesh

where thoughts give way to experience

living and loving unconditionally in such a beautiful way

as the body knows all and never fails

Letting go the revolving concepts that are memories

We come to live in the naked, unborn immediacy of reality

And maybe a concept arises that is of beneficial use

But just a “touch and go” moment, then back into the heart;

into the love of space