Collection of 'stuff' in backend of my motorcycle shed.
Now Live It
5/31/11
There comes a time
when soul searching ends
and all that's left
is gathering up 'collections'
held onto beyond use,
cherished for security needs
kept as feathered comfort
to distance from suffering,
symbolically defining acceptable 'ego'
becoming representation of worth
that weighs 'spirit' down
caught in mundane minutiae,
then, amid touching contents
feeling into worth 'now'
a letting go begins
based on new senses
with clean slate waiting,
chains to 'past' severed
identifying resources for 'future'
recycling what has value,
realizing happiness demands little
other than 'evolved consciousness'
breathing, expressing, being 'Love',
in entity that's 'human'
as gift to world,
urging, 'Now live it.'
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