With suffering as a constant
ambiance,
notice the wherewithal you have
to offer kindness
as if from kindred soul.
Looking past the apparencies
and this predicament,
feed on the care from your
heart for others.
Even as your fire burns the
kindling out of you
no more the predicament of self
and proving worth.
Trial by fire opened the door.
The mind is moreover now the
servant to the tasks at hand
while the heart, your heart,
blazes into full bloom.
Distractions need tending but
not preoccupation.
Your sky has dimensions of
depth and connectivity.
Others can now ingest what you
always meant to offer.
The song, your song, writes
itself moment by moment.
You become the savant of
infused feelings of spirit,
heartfelt without any disclaimer.
A bodhisattva living your vow
alive!
Ethers are awake in you.
Dimensions are not spellbound,
dumbfounding you.
No more the torture of
cognition as compelling.
Focus, however derived, offers
you surrender’s prize.
Be the instrument of your
calling
and play to the hearts of all
others around you.
You have nothing to gain and
everything to give.
Provide for their spirit with
yours
and bless with the light that
now passes through you.
No struggle with words as
lyrics.
Your presence with your eyes,
will say it all . . .
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