Clear Lake

Clear Lake

A search for a word like crocus

     Can seem like something

          I rehearse as I

Stop searching for the most

Correct word, emptiness

Overtakes the space for search,

Somewhat —unlike drowsiness 

When sequences of thought can

Imagine a skit, a film, an aire—

Here my senses work —unlike how

     A clear lake can be momentary,

In meditation, this lake spreads, 

And I stall onto the lake,

          And I fall into the clear lake.

[sonnet]