RUSHING

Rushing.
From here to there.
From here to here?
Going anywhere?
Nowhere maybe.
Where to?

What is it that is driving me?
Am I something drivable
Like a board moved
By the surf
Of emotions.

Can I notice?
Be still.
Maybe not.
Maybe… yes?

Thought after thought
What is happening
Truly?
Beneath the surface of thought
Is anything happening?
To whom?
What am I?
Undefined, undefinable
Undeniable

What’s at stake?
Rushing
Going nowhere
Going everywhere
To nowhere

Here I am
As I am
As nothing
As everything.

All is well.
Not a step is taken
Seeming rushingness

I let it all go
No need to know.