Simple Vision Poem After Hearing Adyashanti In a Satsang

The Vision Shop

We walked into the vision shop,
and after speaking with the sales
attendant of our needs, were told
we’d have to wait a spell before
our order was complete. As chance
would have it, that establishment
maintained a waiting place complete

with bar. We sat ourselves on backless
stools and placed our order with
the bartender. He poured a precious
liquid in a pewter mug
and set it on the bar alone.
In wonderment we watched that cup
start drinking from and of itself,

and laughed ourselves right out of dreaming.

~Son Rivers 2008