To have peace of mind is to empty
Like overturning your purse
Stuff might plop out,
Not all neatly one by one, in single file.
That’s not what this work is about.
It is about digging deep into
What’s behind the cobwebs’ shadow?
From where did your first thought emerge?
There’s no voice in the empty mind,
It is a silent angel of energy neatly settled
In your womb.
From here everything learns to whisper.
Ka Malana© 6.12.14