I admit I am not without fear
Blenching and trembling
Separation is what I am
Creating the illusion of death
To counteract this I control
Both myself and others
From which judgement is bred
And thus more fear
From which equanimity is slain
And thus more separation
I collect my judgement
And form unlimited beliefs
Which prolong my survival
But bring no joy but suffering
So I window-dress my fear, my judgement
And my beliefs
And label them as opinions
Perhaps I need not confess
But learn humbly from love
I have never meant to hurt
For my intent is not
If my only purpose is to protect
Then I am not so different from her
As I dissolve into love
And being love and not doing out of love
I shall live in the heart
And no longer in the mind
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