Mountains

May the candle burn light in the swallowing mountain
in the dark forest of your mind and dreams, of your locked anxieties and missing.
Burn it
without fear
Go!
No no no…. Do not search for rocks to start the fire
do not try that hard to make it burn
just sit still.
Now,
With your legs crossed
pointing to your right and left.
No no no!
Do not waste time with the left and right
sit on the mended quilt of your imperfect past present
and do not look to the right nor to the left for the future perfect.
Be. Taste.
Breath in the birds’ songs
lavish on the golden leaves
unthirst yourself.
The river flows, the light shines
It is morning now
Rise up
stretch your arms
hold the candlelight place in your heart.
See the flickering light coming through?
It’s for you.