Monsoon in Burma.
Soft feet on teak floors.
Thunderous rain on tin roof.
The silence begins.
A Buddhist nun walks.
Pink and saffron robes.
Shaved head and tinted glasses.
Billows past and burps.
The fan cuts the air.
Tiny hairs stand up.
Can it be bliss or the breeze?
Move away from fan!
Right foot. Shifting. Bending. Lifting. Placing.
Gone.
Left foot. Shifting. Bending. Lifting. Placing.
Gone.
Right foot. Shifting. Bending. Lifting. Placing.
Gone.
Left foot. Shifting. Bending. Lifting. Placing.
Gone.
Each step a perfect moment.
Within it all things in the universe.
Aligned just so.
Each step a perfect moment.
Gone. Gone. Gone.
It is raining inside.
An intention to shift.
Lasting a nanosecond.
I catch it!
Do not move. Sit. Watch.
It grows.
Takes shape.
Lodges in the heart center.
Squeezes.
Feels like desire.
It grows larger.
Pulsates. Heavy in my heart.
Feels like longing.
Moves like lightning to the eyes.
Pushes out tears.
Suffering.
No longer my hips.
No longer my back.
Red hot glowing lava.
No longer my pain.
A Heian princess
Her eyes cast downward.
In step with a whale’s heartbeat.
Is walking nowhere.
Deconstructing body.
Deconstructing mind.
Into its natures. Into qualities.
How complex the workings!
How exquisite the life force!
Self-propelled.
Non-self.
Eerily floating
High to pristine air.
White rainbow on mountain top.
Awestruck! Samadhi!