moment of stillness

A moment of stillness

So deep

There is a welling up up of tears

Some moments are indescribable. This is one such moment, sitting alone in the woods, a soft light filtering through the leaves. The air is still. A few birds can be heard in the distance. And yet here there is a tremendous stillness. It's emanating from every tree and every rock.

This stillness is vibrating within me and the only response is a deep welling up of tears. These are not tears of sadness. These tears are an overflowing of this stillness itself. The stillness has penetrated me, to the very core of my being. In this moment there is nothing except this stillness. Inside and out are no longer two separate domains. The boundary is gone, and all is stillness. And this stillness carries the suchness of being. This stillness is everything. This stillness is a mystery not to be solved. The only response are the tears of joy.