Extend your
Shackled mind
To the boundless
Hand of Love.
It holds the solution
To your sure
And final liberation.
So have no doubt
You cannot
Remain locked
Not even from
A half-turn
Of Love’s master key.
liberation
Are thoughts
Running around
In your head?
The mind
Gives them feet.
Still the mind
And they’ll
Fall asleep.
If you see
No hope now
Or no hope
In tomorrow
Step outside
Of time
And seeing
And into
Being.
Self-preservation
Is like quicksand
On the road
Towards universal liberation.
But keep sinking.
Lose yourself.
Taste the goodness
That awaits.
When your wisest Self
Knocks on the
Door of your awareness
Will you let It out?
If we sit long enough
We may sprout wings
Behind our thoughts
And fly across
The vast sky
That is the Self
Within our hearts.
When I empty
And let go
Love fills me up
And liberation
Holds my hand.
I can no longer
Find myself separated.
For when I breathe
Breath also breathes me.
We are integrated.
And where we meet
All beings are free.
When feeling restrained,
Let go and rise.
Become like the
Vast open sky,
Boundless and whole.
I have given in.
I surrender my actions
To be the brush strokes
Life uses to paint
Its animated images
Of a world that reflects
The boundlessness of Love.
Path to Being 