The Mind Is A Cloud Poem by Josh Terpening

You needn't voluntarily twinge
A single muscle fiber.
No,
All one needs to do is willingly
Swallow a microscope.
Explore one's internal cavern.
Investigate every nook and cranny.
Leave no stone unturned.
Sift through one's self layer by layer.

The beautiful, arduous journey into the deep
Requires stillness not motion.
Calm, quiet, patient, surrendering absolutely,
Absolutely compassionate, sinking into one's bottom
Like a pebble cast into a pond,
Yet thoroughly examining the essence
In every crack and crevice,
Your treasure will find you!

Precious jewels and gems will abound,
Yet their gleam will be weak.
For you will be amongst stars, galaxies, universes!
You will illuminate forevermore,
Peaceful, lucid, humble,
An inward smile fixated upon your face,
Your eyes twinkling to mirror the constellations,
To be in love with everything and wholly aware of the
Oneness of everything,
You have now reached the apex.
This is enlightenment.
This is the kingdom of heaven.

Perfect.