There is more here than we think,

bubbling under the surface of what we see.

We take a box & put things in it & think --

this is this, & that is that,

& I am right,

until one day the clouds drift apart

& a beam of light streams into our mind

& the box is turned upside down

& the confines of our beliefs are broken open

& things can get quite confusing

until we let go of this is this & that is that

& we un-box our mind

to flow free like a river,

like a shawl blowing in the wind

untethered by hands,

we stop the clinging

& all this becomes all that--

beautiful, mysterious,

wondrous, free.