what do you see
in the picture?

where are your eyes drawn?
where does attention linger?

on the birds?
on the emptiness of the sky?

has your mind already
told itself a story about it?

maybe a recognition,
a flash of memory,
a like, or dislike

it happens so fast
doesn’t it
the commentary on
the feast in each moment

spontaneously
each movement arises
then fades from view

all appearing
on the backdrop
of stillness

beneath each sense impression
beneath each thought
stillness abounds