As I meditate in silence The world around me folds Into something I behold I make abstraction a science The petals on the steel And the forms that they reveal In this hierarchy of ideas The Beautiful, the True and The highest one is you You are metaphysically fundamental I try to name you when I sing But you are Being, not a being
You are the One
As I meditate in silence The world as it appears No long holds me here I long for ontological guidance And so you reveal From you emanates all that’s real As I meditate in silence The tethers of my fear Completely disappear Your touch is infinitely gentle As I am reborn Into this open morn