sitting naked on the edge of his bed

he seemed stunned

as if some revelation or forgetting

possessed him to notice nothin'

not even himself, belly bulging

his thoughts silencing the moment

his world blurred, his movement halted

before he stretched toward the morn

my voice caught itself, saying nothing

back-tracking less the sacred be ruffled

tip-toeing to my inner sanctum

i mulled the myst'ry witnessed in a pause

*Thoughts of Alan Jones:

  -Any experience that shatters our existence and shows up the terrible fragility of things is capable of stopping the world.

  -...the really creative and free souls I have encountered all have been shipwrecked at one time or another.

  -The basis of true self-surrender is a proper self-love.  Without a regards for the nature and dignity of the self, how can there be a genuine self-offering.  Believers begin with the assumption that they have a self to surrender, even if their sense of it is minimal.

  -If you want to live life to the full, you must surrender life.

  -Those who seek to preserve their own lives have already lost them.