Letting the mind go, br letting the pen, the breath, br the movement of images in & out br of the mouth br go calm, go rhythmic br as the rise & fall of waves, br as one sits in the lotus position br over the world, br holding the pen so lightly br that it scarcely stains the page, br holding the breath br in the glowing cage of the ribs, br until the heart br is only a living lantern br fueled by breath, br & the pen writes br what the heart wills br & the whole world goes out, br goes black, br but for the hard, clear stars br below.