Can you be still enough to meditate on a leaf?
Without the perpetual chatter of a thousand voices
or clicks and whirls of wireless mechanical men.
You who rest stably in the pocket of reality
are not subject to the tilted and hazy perspectives of a mad man
Living in a reality of three dimensions
Reduces the panels and fragments that become visible
living in six dimensions. Or twelve. Or none.
Under the shifting lens of a microscope vision
a grain of sand becomes a billboard, a universe
and the veins of a leaf, the milky way.
Sometimes mindfulness takes me a while to work around to. I have to work on shutting out chatter in order to really meditate. One of the images I use to meditate on, is the fact that atoms are continually exchanging electrons, and even quarks, with one another. Each atom transfers a tiny piece of itself to the atom next to it, which is transferred to the atom next to that. So that while sitting on the couch, particles of my body are becoming part of my clothes, are a part of my couch, are a part of the floor, are a part of the air, are a part of the water, etc.