Torture mind can unleash
Not feeding hunger or release
Stuck-ness holds like vise
Monkey mind thinks 2X twice

More living than chattering hell
More letting go makes you well
Way beyond normal norm
Hearing the internal storm

Joy in the presence of god
No chatter north-pointing nod
No place deeply home
Presence without scream or moan

Resting firmly feet on ground
Solid nothing to be found
Rich dwelling in your being
Enabling force they’re seeing

From that presence all unfolds
Younger older on your roads
Suddenly quiet chatter abated
Peace alights angels mated

Do you identify with these words and the impact of presence beyond thinking mind?

Has that informed your search for peace?

– Stewart Levine ©

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