Stillness in the Midst of a Storm
Meditating upon my golden cushion
lightning and I break in two
disrupts this stillness
I focus back to within—
eyes closed I see illumination
intermittent flashes radiate—
are they from this stormy night?
A gentle reminder knocks within
keep negative views out of mind—
in the silence between my thoughts
reassuring voice, reminding me
there is stillness in the midst of a storm.