How does one speak of the nature of time?
Of the unriddled riddle, the unmetered rhyme?
What lies now upon us with the greatest profusion
Brings great knowing to some and to others, confusion.
You beseech as you wonder, you ask without pause
What are the rules, you implore! Where, the laws?
Is there nothing but nothing that one can rely on?
Oh yes, to be sure, but even more new to try on!
You see it yourself, what once stood is now falling:
Only you know the truth of your purpose, your calling!
Your mind cannot hold it in the realm analytical,
What was once quid pro quo now becomes unconditional —
Every program, each ritual, each system now a-crumble
Can you allow new ways to emerge, prehistoric notions to tumble?
Every seer, every prophet, different chords, different tunes
There is much now unfolding, rising up from old ruins
Let go the tattered remains grasped tightly in your fingers
Release them with honor; let fond memories linger,
Now placed in your hand the great paintbrush of life
Do you create roses in bloom or choose struggle and strife?
Do you resist flowing waters as you battle upstream?
Does your song reach the heavens or lie beneath muffled screams?
The pundits won’t tell you: they’re part of the madness
Reject their violent rantings and instead, choose buoyant gladness!
Every book, every poem, every line the same song,
True Love is always right, compassion never wrong!
The answer in your heart is the one that always matters
Not the wine that ego thirsts for, not the empty words that flatter,
There is beauty all around you and within, resplendent light,
Every layer you can peel reveals a most amazing sight:
Be bold or be gentle with your unique expression,
Your every word, thought, and deed leave a potent impression.
Do not be afraid, this is change, nothing more
Like Alice, you now see the ceiling where once was the floor
There is Love all around you, let yourself feel the beckoning
Release the urge to curse all as some dark final reckoning!
The tale is unfolding, the characters changing,
You are rewriting your script, every scene rearranging,
Maintain balance where you can, seek nature’s rampant glory
The alpha, the omega, the never-ending story.
Now you rest, now you pray, now you ponder anew
As you recognize Divinity in the hallways of You
Each entrance, each exit, each death, every birth:
Evolution’s in full swing on this planet we call Earth.