Contained in myself I sit still
So drunk in the quietness
Yet sober enough to feel and be thrilled
Is it any wonder
All this space and time
I have nothing to conquer
Subtle breeze and the music of chime
And I am open like the infinite sky
But do not flow like a river
Every frame I absorb , what peace I sigh
At times I just wonder
With all this space and time
There is enough to act than squander
Raise to another level , Oh what would be that climb
The more I refrain , I get back to the grind
Why keep flowing like a river , and not have a break
The infinite joys around , pure and sublime
Still , Open , Alive , and be like a lake