monkey in a banana tree

it's a simple
flame. a white candle lit
on a clear plate
in the center of
the darkened room.
you breathe in.
slowly.
exhale.
slowly. you
repeat until you get
there.
until you get
out and get in.
the mind clears.
the frenetic brain
is no longer a monkey
in a banana tree.
it's quiet
and at last aware
of what's real,
what isn't.