The unplanned trip. The unusual circumstances. The disillusionment. The disarray. The un-attachment. The uncertainty.

But somehow, some way, you’re led to that unsuspecting field.

Nothing expected. Nothing desired. Just pure repose.

And, as if no forces at all are acting, you lie down right there.

You’re caught in the act of bewilderment. You have just enough to be empty. You welcome the sensible delusion.

Seeping in, is the hush of power.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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