Sunday, August 22, 2021

This

Staring out the open window,

the thought returns-


the urgency grows as it clings and

contains 

the etiology of the question 

remains


Information is given,

not as a gift to behold

rather a burden or curse

a game of hot potato

and what is deemed worse


and while it's tempting

to go for the low hanging

fruit:

past crimes

improprieties 

anecdotal encounters 

that reside

in slime


it has not gone there

                                        -yet 


you must be curious why?


perhaps you won't wonder

forever because

the real truth 

stands up for itself 


while you hide under

cloaks and with shields-

a new narrative 

wrapped inside of 

a subversive spin


through media

mitigating your loss

stealing truth for itself

can only happen for 

so long


for the authentic Truth

resides comfortably

inside of itself

waiting for reality's

light to shine brightly

and illuminate all that

is right 


so as I brace myself

for your next pointed

assault


on character, calculated


printed and broadcast

with tools only ever

intended to harm


I know we will be safe


Seeing the storm for

what it is-

I see the way the trees

bend and give way

withstanding the weight

of what threatens- 

and allows 


This intensity

is temporary and 

the strength of the trees

stands for itself


as do we, rooted

in all that is sacred


because love and kindness heal 

and whilst under this brutal attack

it will remind us what is real


scrutinizing the winds that bloat 

shifting not with a lightness

but the option to float 


because change must happen

now-

                        -and will,

regardless of your plan


I am blown back to thoughts

about the importance of our soul-


What dwells within yours?


A deep restorative breath 

reminds me

truth lives here

in my lungs, home, heart


In my metta practice too


May you have goodness

to fill your soul and abate

May you have healing

to teach the soul to shed hate 

May you have insight

to learn the soul determines fate


Please know, it's never too late










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