Winning the lottery

You can get up early and join the journey going inside, you can form a graceful habit and pray for Grace. You can arbitrarily make meditation your profession. Your role is to sit still and put your attention in the right place. You can steal from your sleep like a thief and come out way ahead. The sound current could provide you with electricity in the dark. Inspiration is both a result and a source going in both directions. There is a vast universe that you can explore at a time which is convenient all you have to do is withdraw from the senses and join the flow in the right direction. Words are like foam on the ocean you can create patterns as you see them as is your custom. You can pray or do Simran and set a precedent for the day. It is not clear when you become a full blown mystic it could be when you go in more than you go out. You can create history within yourself that is the mystery. It may be more economical if this poem was Haiku. The quiet predawn dark is saying there is nothing else to do. In a way getting initiated was like winning the lottery. The five charged words are your chips. All you have to do now is cash them in. Your self is a lot better annihilated. The title “Poems of Annihilation” I stole from another poet. Guess who? A poem of David Smith Poems of Annihilation January 27, 2019 #poem #rumi