there is nothing glamorous
in the feeling
of being
a burden
nothing nourishing
nothing uplifting
there is only weighing down
till the bottom has been touched
and something beyond
can finally crack open
years
being told systematically
that one’s perceptions are false
year after year after year
is undermining the faculty of
discernment
being told systematically
that one’s basic needs are unjustified
year after year after year
is unsound
being given to observe
this has been the case
is a healing balm on what had become
a tortured mind
bearing
sometimes it takes
time spent in deeper despair
than we believe us able to bear
for the encounter with the light of mercy
to appear
by
mists hanging over the landscape
swallowing the sight of the golden leaves
covering every chance of broader perspective
while the head is heavy
and the body sore
by the passage from
one dimension
to another
muddled
being muddled
is not a state
of one’s own invention
but a consequence of discording stories
covering what is shameful
and expressing what is not true
as coherent as they might be
damaging
continuing old habits
with a new awareness
might be possible
but not without damaging
both
disconcerting
approaching the essence
after a life of escapism
is indeed
so disconcerting
that it suddenly becomes obvious
why most of us prefer to live
in illusions
yet
once the spell is broken
peace arises
and healing can begin
span
behind every rejection
lies an invitation
to receive
a deeper insight
a higher awareness
a broader perspective
a stronger perception
a wider span
it only takes
acceptance of
what is
in place of clinging to
what can never be
nourishment
sharing from the heart
is a nourishment
just as essential
as proper food
treat
fatigue
and laziness
are not to be treated
in the same manner
nor to be
misinterpreted
hence confounded
one is to be embraced
by compassionate rest
the other by
compassionate courage
where treating fatigue
with compassionate courage
is just as detrimental as
treating laziness with
compassionate rest