Break: Mind Jump

Contemplating the six senses,
My mind flits about
From one to the other
With tremendous speed.

Synesthesia sets in:
I’m seeing sensations
And viewing what I hear,
And somewhere along the way
I lose the distinction between
Pleasure and pain;
The patterned shapes and colours
Merely light up my mind.

Tension releases
And the minutes fly by,
My timer rings
And I continue for a while.

‘I could do this all day,’
I think,
But the hour is getting late
And I have to move again.

What a wonderful experience
To forget about discriminating;
If only I can bring this practice
To my regular duties,
What a gift it would be
To myself and all around me.