Sunday, February 26, 2012

Watching the clay dry

To know that there is no doer is nice.
To take on this concept can make life more pleasant as
then we do not have to worry or blame or regret what
ever decision or happening comes our ways.

And what if volition has disappeared and
only emptiness, nothingness is there?
With nothing moving or stirring.
No thoughts, no impulse, no ideas.
One sits in one's studio and just stares and sits
and sits and stares.
Some recurring chores are being done, 
and then one sits again and stares.
Looking at the clay, with no impulse 
to move it one way or the other.
Then one just watches the clay dry.

Like the cows lying down on the side of the road.
Noticing the mopeds go by.