What is inner focus without the usual tension,
But the specialty of our awakening-self?
It's a keen awareness of the Beloved's presence,
Without ego-mind's baggage along for the ride.
Without the bustling and resistance of our inner I's,
That herd of wild bulls soothed by heart's true longing.
For then the calm of our inner garden can prevail,
The world's noise drowned by the silence of Self's Ocean.