A season of love, a moment of thrill
\nTime spent in a pause, no space to be still
\nRush, race, stop and go \u2013 all at will
\nEach day, a different moment, and a new drill.<\/p>\n
Walls rise, boundaries fall, lines fade and materialize
\nAgreement morphs to disagreement, minds agonize
\nLife lives, even as wills fail to organize
\nAll in a blink, even as individual souls apotheosize<\/p>\n
To be, to rest, the heart desires peace
\nBut desire, in flight, will not let motion cease
\nThe eternal struggle, that existence will not police
\nMan, thought, creation : body, not fleece.<\/p>\n
Goodbye, hello, greetings, I come in peace
\nBut wait, I am here for me, mine, my piece
\nMe peace is mine, as are all those trees
\nMy ego drives me, not the flight of geese.<\/p>\n
And yet, that was yesterday, today I am new
\nFresh, alive, ready to start again, anew
\nNo ego to squash, no promises to renew
\nA new light drives me, ready to break through!<\/p>\n
-Mani<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A season of love, a moment of thrill Time spent in a pause, no space to be still Rush, race, stop and go \u2013 all at will Each day, a different moment, and a new drill. Walls rise, boundaries fall, … Continue reading