The Dark Black Velvet

I put the palm of my hands on top of my eyes
So I can see the immense dark black velvet
And finally be able to look inside
It's like my eyes are rolling back

And I can dive into myself
I can feel the air in my lungs
The movement of my ribs
My chest going up and down

My rib cage expanding in all directions
All the bones of my skeleton
The movements indicate that I'm alive

So I'm aware of what's happening
In my body and in my mind
My tongue massages the inside of my mouth

Slowly and carefully

Slowly and carefully
Like someone that's painting the roof of a house
On the second floor of that house in my skull
Is the home of my two eyes

Each one has a special room
Just in front of my brain
I let my eyes float in their cradle in my head

They don't need to work as hard as they can
They learn with my hands how to be present and still

I'm aware of the infinite dark black velvet
I can finally rest in the dark black velvet
The dark black velvet
Pacify my eyes, my mind
The dark black velvet