My Place


My place is a place of rest,
a place to watch the world go by
in its endless search for something
it will not be satisfied with.

My place is a place of silence,
a place to listen to the buzzing of the world
in its endless search for stillness
it can not stand to hear.

My place is a place of cessation,
a place where I long no more
a place where I have all I want
since I don't want much.

What I want I already have:
my rest
my peace
my love
my belonging,
all fulfilled.



Awareness

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