Ticket from the Mind - Poem

Big decisions await

this chance of fate

depending on the conditions

mindfulness

and the karma that binds

I'm mine

only

alone

holy

warrior

seeking the stone

so I can pull out the sword

and fulfill who I am.

Demons will be fought

and thoughts will be demons

but the disciplines I have been trained in

will show me the way.

This is training in progress

no pass no fail

no test

for the lesson will be repeated

until its defeated.

I am but a pawn in the grand design

a fleck of dirt on the soil

Yet I shout so that universes can hear

this body I call Leah

struggling for an identity

that doesn't exist

but vainly I persist

what riches I crave

what sensations I save

my aversion shudders as the suffering enslaves.

I'm doomed to a search that never was.

I am at a loss.

Two paths lead the way

and I'm afraid I will be led astray

today

tomorrow

in the happiness

in the sorrow

this duality

I am immersed in

I confront each day

This is no way to live!

I try to escape using wrong means

there is no plane ticket from the mind

what I know isn't what I show

all this wisdom inside of me

what use can it be?

magic dhamma love yoga

all the same to me

branching from one tree

I am humbled by its beauty.

The coarse trunk

and silken leaves

whispering its truth

listen.... can you hear?

There is no such person called Leah

You are me

I am you

Listen to the truth

there is no path

just be

then you will truly

be free.

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