What would it be like
to just sit
with no intention,
to give up this ideathat the mind
must be guided
or directed?
What would it be like
to give up the habit
of believing that one
aspect of experience
is more worthy
of attention
than the next?
What would it be like
to simply be
with no desire,
an empty cup
overflowing with
the nectar of
wanting nothing?
John Astin