No One

 

 

When the mouth closes,

the heart flowers open.

 

When the eyelids lower,

the whole world explodes

inside like a fire

 

until it subsides.

 

When the feet and arms

lay down their chores,

love floods in

and opens the door

 

to the silence,

to your very own source,

 

snuffing out all feeling,

all sound,

all perception,

all thought

 

and what remains

can revel in its own

beauty, its glory.