BY MAYA GREEN
O Sojourner, along life’s path
Remember these truths:
Life is the bridge — the long narrow bridge
And all the raging streams
And the bitting cold winds
The high mountains, and life’s obstacles
They all but make the Path;
Faith is the calm, the inflection
In the face of the tempests and, all storms
Hope is the inner peace when all seems lost
Riches are a greater test,
Your wants a faithful teacher;
Life’s near misses, is a reminder:
Of the fragility of it all
And illnesses and hardships:
Are messages
Nudges, helpers even-
And a sure signposts;
Empty your Hope of all deeds
Instead, fill your cup to overflowing
With Faith, and Grace
For in Grace Alone
Lies the Redemption;
Turn your face
From the outer to the within
Diving deep to the inner pool
For you are your calm
You are your storm, too;
If you are not alive in the Now
You may be already dead
Regret not the past, neither covet the future
Just savour the present
Living in the moment, you already have;
Beware of the Ego, it’s a stubborn veil
It is a denier of the Truth,
And of the ultimate Reality
It is the shadow that sticks to you
In the bright sunlight,
A constant distraction of dichotomy;
Live the Essence, though it may look like
A heavy sacrifice to do so
Understand that the Truth may
Be unpleasant
But accepting it will set you Free;
Remember that when Hearts are needed brains won’t help
Loving is the balm to all ills,
The Energy that moves the universe
Love is the Mirror to Divine Beauty;
Being in tuned with Nature’s vibes
And the flow of things
Is a wisdom forgotten
So take time to walk in the forest,
Feel the pebbles in the streams
Smell the subtlety in the Rose bud;
Again I say
Life is the narrow bridge in the Now
The future is but a metaphor
So take heed
And do not fall off
For the crossing is Now;
And the penalty is severe –
The feeling — like a raging lake of fire,
Disconnected.
Disorientation.
Uncertainty.
Fear. Lost.
