The mind at rest

by Don Case on Monday, April 11, 2011
Alternate title "Spring cleaning for the soul"


Arms that feel heavy
hard to lift
legs are the same
as thoughts drift

Vision blurs fading
as colors merge
to a dulling
black/grey surge

Sound disappears
in a quiet roar
that is moving
in a long corridor

Tactile sense
diminishes now
to gentle breath
and tepid brow

Silence the voices
each layer of depth
vying attention
putting to rest

Empty unfeeling
the body and mind
the essence of self
serene deaf and blind

The mirror is blank
just silvered glass
no image reflected
no questions to ask

Go now to that place
secret and void
safe from distraction
free of the world

Refresh with new life
breath the sweet air
return to the here
leave the empty there