I thought I had to be running to find it.
Now I sit still and I find it.
I thought I had to be "in love" to feel it.
But even with no one, I still feel it.
I thought I had to be with the squirrels to be it.
Yet, even without my squirrel companion, I am it.
There is nothing I can do or be to find it
For it is always here.
I can only miss it when I distract myself with
"doing"...
I tell myself that I have lost it
And then believe this lie!
How can I miss what is so obvious and infuses
everything?
No wonder I get tired at the end of the day...
It is tiresome to fight.
Fighting what is, IS the only war.
Let me put down my "arms" and rest.
Resting...
I fall into the arms of LOVE!
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