Metro Mindfulness

Down-deep-dark in the womb of the subway station —
Swaying, breathing, watching thoughts flow by
On imagination's screen — and in the distance
Rattle-thrum-rumble grows into roar as a train
Approaches — like a tidal wave of consciousness
Receding from the beach and gathering itself to crash
Upon the sand — like a thundercloud, rising
Higher, tighter, sparkling with electric tension —
Like the network connecting all life, all mind, reflecting
Glows, flashes, lighthouse-beacons of awareness —
Now

^z - 2012-02-22