The time has come

To break away from habit.

 

Habits of thinking

And being and doing.

 

Our way of life

Was a roadmap of diversions;

 

We never really arrived anywhere

Except to where we began.

 

The search for validation

Was misconstrued as the search for self.

 

We have lived as partial beings

Unable to embrace a world of our making.

 

We speak, but don’t listen

We hurry, but to no specific destination.

 

Activity is valued as action

And in its chaos we seek our purpose.

 

How do we see our truth?

How do we integrate our being?

 

How do we come to see

That to be we must be free?

 

Our exchanges must be directed

To let go of a lesser value for a higher one.

 

Poverty does not belong to outer circumstances

But to an inner blindness that doesn’t let us see

 

That our wealth is as unreal

As our imagined poverty

 

Gain and loss are the way of life

It’s the alternating of breath that sustains life.

 

Freedom cannot be won in a world of perceptions.

We must stay silent, watchful and locked in.