Headlights, taillights, going, coming;
it does not matter inside.
Draw a curtain across the window,
lock the door and break the key.
Let the interior deepen and broaden
until it exceeds this little room.
You will go out when you are ready,
when the tiny inner Self no longer fits.
Awareness will come, yet bliss is not the goal:
pure consciousness, a word to the stranger
become friend, that is All’
Within the Light by Jean M. Olson
