Dwell
Abide

Don’t run away
I tell myself
Don’t fight against
Don’t pretend not to see
Don’t make up stories
about what it all means
and believe them

rest here
wide open
in this spacious
centerless center

You are here
in front of me
Sweet, mysterious
miracle
so we sit
facing each other

Don’t run away
I whisper tenderly
Don’t fight against
Don’t pretend not to see
Don’t make up stories
about what it all means
and believe them

we look at each other
and listen with our hearts
aware of one another
as the snowflakes tumble
from the slate gray sky
and the traffic swishes
on the street outside