Cleave to the REAL

upset, despairing, angry, powerless

getting lost in selfing habits -

I turned to a caring elder:

She said,

"GET OUT OF THE WAY. LISTEN."

I turned to a caring partner:

He said,

"GET OUT OF HERE. GO."

a bellowing wail for solitude,

so I drove to a hut in the forest

body and mind started to relax

sticky, tacky

emotions, thoughts, and feelings

slid off

... how easy was that?

Then,

a question lobbed

(from who knows where?)

into the cleared space

and

burst open

DO YOU TRUST?

a HUSH

of vast proportion

held the inner court

somewhere in this timeless moment

only Truth could respond -

it came as a gentle, solid

Yes ...

soon enough each day was an eager

new adventure in attention -

to walk in the spacious calm of trees

to eat in silence and gratitude

to sit in the lap of tender peace

BEING

deeply resting

each still and silent moment

tended

a relationship of Love

and

attraction -

exciting and satiating

Of course .. some time later it was time to go home.

Driving with some anxious-thought of a crazy, unreal

human social world,

I wondered ...

if

I could remember to cleave,

over and over,

to the REAL.

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