Sonnet 28

Eckhart Tolle says, still the mind,
stop the perpetual moving train.
Chugging along is the ego's find
to keep us citizens of the ego's rein.
Loyal subjects of Laa Laa Land,
in ignorance of our shallow plight,
we reclaim our minds into our hands
when turning devotion to our breath.
Sara asked me the other day, "How
in the world can that still my mind?"
Breathing turns our attention to now,
where our energy with Oneness aligns.
In her question, too, is a clue unfurled.
We are part and not part of the world.