Still Point

[Intro] [soft cymbal wash and distant organ drone fade in, gentle guitar arpeggios] I used to chase every passing thought like a dog after its tail Letting yesterday’s regrets park themselves on my doorstep Every slight, every doubt, I invited in for coffee [Verse 1] Now I sit on the porch and watch them drift by Like leaves carried on a slow autumn breeze I don’t grab, I don’t push – I simply let the current take them Each one arrives, lingers, then quietly continues downstream (yeah… just let it go) [Chorus] I’ve found the quiet center where the wheel stops spinning Everything moves around me, yet I remain still Waves rise and fall, but the ocean underneath is calm I’ve learned to rest in the space between the breaths This is the practice – this is the peace [Verse 2] A harsh word lands, I feel the ripple in my chest Then I breathe it back to the source, watch it dissolve A plan falls apart, I nod to the unknown Knowing every detour leads exactly where it must [Bridge] [Guitar solo with long sustains and bluesy bends, organ swells underneath, sax enters midway with free-form lines, tension builds then gently releases] There is no finish line, no trophy for the end Only this returning, moment by moment To the silence that was always listening No battles left to win – only the art of surrender [Chorus] I stand in the eye while the storm turns circles Voices shout, hands reach, but I stay rooted Whatever arrives, I meet it with open palms Peace isn’t something I find – it’s what remains When I stop running [Outro] [extended fade with tenor sax floating over sparse guitar chords, soft brushed drums and organ hum] So bring your thunder, your questions, your noise I’ve learned to sit with it all without losing my seat (without losing my seat… oh yeah) This stillness is my home now