Where to return

But how did I get here? I can’t really remember.

Alone, listening to the call from the depth, a call, a place, another place,
Sitting practice…

Just sitting, the perspective, the nostalgia, remembrance of the first breaths, the return,
Happy everywhere.

To whom should I send this gratitude that I feel for this simple practice ?

Gratitude for everything it protects you from, for everything it saves us from, and for being there when all the tricks have been done, all the trains have been caught.

Where are all others going ?

Gratitude for disregarding rhetoric and magical powers,

To be what remains and carries us through, beyond,
to be in itself the point of the circle or that as and finished, to be the center of the circle

where, finally, silence is.

©FJ Avril 2023
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