As I meditate in silence
The world around me folds
Into something I behold
I make abstraction a science
The petals on the steel
And the forms that they reveal
In this hierarchy of ideas
The Beautiful, the [bad word] and
The highest one is you
You are metaphysically fundamental
I try to name you when I sing
But you are Being, not a being

You are the One

As I meditate in silence
The world as it appears
No long holds me here
I long for ontological guidance
And so you reveal
From you emanates all that’s real
As I meditate in silence
The tethers of my [bad word] disappear
Your touch is infinitely gentle
As I am reborn
Into this open morn

You are the One