The Quiet Watcher

Observing without choosing

When you sit back
in the seat of the soul,
the place of the quiet watcher,
you see the mind’s thoughts
rolling through like waves.

From here you realise:
you are the one who chooses
which waves to follow,
which to let pass.

And yet, even that choice
isn’t required.
When you rest as the watcher,
you see you don’t need a preference at all.

You can let the ocean move
without dividing it
into right or wrong,
fear or love.

And in that surrender,
something simple opens:

When you have no preference,
you cannot be offended.

When you have no preference,
you cannot be disappointed.

When you have no preference,
you already have all you need.

Because the work is no longer
to shape the world outside you,
but to soften the one within.

This is the quiet watcher’s gift.
Not escape.
Not indifference.
Just the still freedom
of one who remembers
they are the sky,
and not the weather passing through.