Zen Poem Stilling Thoughts
Stilling the Mind

Stilling Thoughts

I was going to think something
it was clear, I felt it
I almost entered thought

it was going to be grand
impactive, impressive
I could feel it
(or someone could)

to set up camp there
all alone, in a distant world
ready to make a big difference
for some reason or another

then, recognition set in
thinking caught in headlights
aware of itself, it disapeared
stilling all thoughts itself

peaceful, serene, nameless