A quiet mind, like a quiet pond;
honor it for the gift it is.
Lose yourself in it. You didn’t earn it.
Learn from it.
A thought enters;
ripples across the once quiet pond,
the mind quiet no more.
Honor the ripples, too.
Follow them to pond’s edge.
They have something to tell you.
Learn from them.
Perhaps the quiet mind returns or perhaps it ripples anew;
Learn from them, too.
Someday they will be no more.
Perhaps that is the greatest learning.