Monthly Archives: July 2019

This morning,

I left my house

Intent on becoming somebody

On showing the World

Just how important I am.

And you wouldn’t believe

Who I met along the way.

The World,

Looking lost,

Searching for its own importance.

Now, I’m on my way back home,

A nobody with a new friend.

 

Moving through the unending forest

Where thoughts grow

I must watch where I step

Or trip and fall

Over the hidden roots

Of thoughts planted

Long before I became aware of the forest.

Yes.

There are other ways to travel.

I could follow the trail of stillness

Until I take flight

To rise above it all.

The roots won’t get me,

But I must now watch out for branches.

Alone in my cabin

In the company of tickling ants,

Biting flies, and stinging mosquitoes.

Hold on a minute,

I thought I was alone.

What a trick

This idea of solitude is.

Sitting still,

I fly through the heavens

Like a bird.

Flying fast,

I run through the woods

Like a wolf.

All this movement and travel,

And going nowhere.

Faster than the speed

Of my thoughts and actions,

Is Life’s unmoving gift

Of freedom.

So, do not go anywhere

Sit still and accept it.

When I want to go places,

I grab a cushion,

Sit still,

And move from my head

Via my heart

To arriveĀ at home in the Self.