May the Force Be with You: A Poem about Meditation
by Diane di Prima
Maybe they are never done with us
the speechless full Moon or the
Force, and how many other hearts ?
Be like a mirror of heaven, & be
with the quiet as it continues.
You pay regular visits to yourself, or
You don’t. You are a diver
with a restless, breathy sound.
Be willing to sit for a brief while, the
Force makes angels jealous !
The minute hand pauses in grief. It
may be Devils shiver at our nerve.
with material from Rumi