Now we sit
silent in the closet
of our room
after brushing our teeth
and making the bed
As we sit
I remain quiet
as not to intrude
Absorbed in stillness
to notice your breath
I watch you sit
tall and plumb
like a radiant statue
on a blue green cushion
no larger than a serving plate
As you sit
your hands splay open
fingers turned slightly up
on the tops of your knees
as if to carry folded sheets
we sit restrained
witnessing transformation
attending a sacred communion
to arrive in meditation
we sit
like foam on a still pond
watching sparrows migrate
extending each moment
shared between us
now, I sit alone
for you have wandered
down the alleys and trails
chasing thoughts
I have released
