Erica Jong - Zen & the Art of Poetry lyrics

Letting the mind go, letting the pen, the breath, the movement of images in & out of the mouth go calm, go rhythmic as the rise & fall of waves, as one sits in the lotus position over the world, holding the pen so lightly that it scarcely stains the page, holding the breath in the glowing cage of the ribs, until the heart is only a living lantern fueled by breath, & the pen writes what the heart wills & the whole world goes out, goes black, but for the hard, clear stars below.