The oceans swell
The winds blow
Fierce, soft, stormy
All at the same time
And I swoosh and sway
Unable to stay
Equanimous
Sometimes to the right
Sometimes I’m more leftist
Always, on one side or the other
Two sides of the same coin
Alluding of the duality
That makes this reality
That makes me react
To this and to that
And I struggle to be
Equanimous
I get sucked in
I get pulled in
I loose track of the awareness
That I am not this stir within
Or without
The fire burns in my heart
Both hot and cold
Disrupting and erupting
Unable to hold still and remain
Equanimous
This strife
This struggle
This holding on and letting go
Cycle after cycle
Keeping me away from Me
Muddled in obscurity
Till the lens of the veil lifts
And there’s nothing after all
No action, no reaction
Just a flow of endless being
And I become who I always am
Equanimous
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