The Extraordinary Nature Of Ordinary Life

I stand in the kitchen chopping vegetables for stew
as Presence descends softly and effortlessly.
The room is full, and different than it was an instant before.

I am lifted from the world of moments....
beyond thought, beyond language or story.
Suspended in a kind of timeless knowing beyond knowledge,
an absolute understanding permeates my being and I am free
from tangles past and present. 

Gently wrapped within the rapture of experience
clarity permeates my being and
I am returned just as effortlessly.....
to the land of moments and language,
as the knife in my hand slices into the heart of an onion.

The extraordinary nature of ordinary life....
a pregnant stillness, ever birthing
ever born.