Behind the veils of time
are dramas with translucent lines:
enter them through dreams.

Beyond the range of what's seen
many realities compete:
allow each to fade and spring.

Past each pattern that could be called a "self"
are bridges connecting us to everything else:
sense them as you breathe.

Beyond the motion of each breath
many things indescribable are at rest:
relax and notice when they sing.