“Why”, you ask, “don’t we stay in awareness?”
When being reveals itself...or rather,
When focus illuminates existence.
Simple.
It finds nothing remarkable.
Ordinary, knowing of life.
Just living.
Coffee, windows, and shoes.
So, we bookmark it.
Like those articles we want to read later.
Preferring a role with familiarity
Not to say spice.
Can’t seem to remember the stage
While the play is running.
To forget is divine.
The playwright's intent.
But there are those who can’t stop
Watching from the wings.
Admiring the props and actors.
Appreciating the lighting.
Sensing the energy that unfolding
Is a play and only that.
To know that it’s theater is
Is a play and only that.
To know that it’s theater is
To rest as the stage itself, inclusive.
Sometimes the director comes out and
talks about the production.
The audience smiles appreciatively,
Tolerantly.
But can’t wait to get home to bed.
