Some lines that showed up while sitting:

There is such simplicity
even in this world of noise.

In the steady rise and fall
of the breath,
as it flows in and out
through the body.

In the seagull's outstretched wings
as it floats over the ocean waves.
In the lips of the child
as it runs toward you, smiling :)

Out there is the flowing river;
sometimes rushed,
sometimes slow.
Be here,
be here at the river banks
that hold the water as it goes by.

There is such stillness
in this world of noise.

The world is but a thin film
over reality.
When this is recegonised,
it seperates out
as would oil in water.