You wash up onto these shores
after eons in the loop of reruns
and soul return,
without shackles to impede your wager
to get it right, this time for sure.
You think you are alone in this life.
You know you are lonely.
But what if you were on your own,
but not by yourself?
Connected at the roots with all others …
What if who you are
and what you do
were the way of life itself?
And you couldn’t get it wrong if you tried?
That there was no such thing
as resistance to what is …
Kind of funny actually … as
what is, is what is.
When you see through the illusion
of imagining it could be otherwise,
this might even make you laugh …
and sigh with relief at the obvious.
You are free as a feather
floating on wind’s draught.
Only a bit of sound and maybe
some fury, too.
Could you relax into that?
Fear and tremble not,
you are free.
Life’s Way
and your way
are one
and the same.
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