Do you give and give and give...
And put yourself last?
In the dusty landscape that you walk with each heavy step in life,
Something gets lost in the mundane that you repeatedly do without thought.
Oh if only you could see －
You are cosmic light in ecstatic motion.
You are. You are. You are.
How amazing is it to know it is no accident that you are here now?
When you close your eyes to invite stillness
You will see behind closed lids that you are wanted by the Divine.
Not only what you deem as good enough for the Divine.
Your entire being is wanted －
The perfections and imperfections
All of you will be taken
Nothing is left behind.
In this state of wholeness
Your spirit and soul dance away into the night
As thick as thieves
This feast that is your life
Is come to an end now, darling.
Spilled wine of your love
Broken hearts and hearts that broke yours.
I am no longer interested in arriving.
The Dao I walk is a watercourse way.
It is always moving downstream
Flowing to the lowest ground.
There is nowhere towards which we hanker after.
In the million of fragments that make up who we are
What we are truly pursuing is non-existence.