A Short Note to Non-Self

The quantum of spiritual energy

Is smoothly dispersed across

A wide range of meditative states
From benign mindfulness to tantric bliss

We gain entree to this vast dim realm
Where self just sits and sits  

Until one day quite suddenly 
From basement to firmament
The landscape becomes bathed
In a sufficiency of light
As non-self discovers its tongue
 And gives voice to a wordless hymn

On the Emptiness of life