With suffering as a constant ambiance,
notice the wherewithal you have to offer kindness
as if from kindred soul.
Looking past the apparencies and this predicament,
feed on the care from your heart for others.
Even as your fire burns the kindling out of you
no more the predicament of self and proving worth.
Trial by fire opened the door.
The mind is moreover now the servant to the tasks at hand
while the heart, your heart, blazes into full bloom.
Distractions need tending but not preoccupation.
Your sky has dimensions of depth and connectivity.
Others can now ingest what you always meant to offer.
The song, your song, writes itself moment by moment.
You become the savant of infused feelings of spirit,
heartfelt without any disclaimer.
A bodhisattva living your vow alive!
Ethers are awake in you.
Dimensions are not spellbound, dumbfounding you.
No more the torture of cognition as compelling.
Focus, however derived, offers you surrender’s prize.
Be the instrument of your calling
and play to the hearts of all others around you.
You have nothing to gain and everything to give.
Provide for their spirit with yours
and bless with the light that now passes through you.
No struggle with words as lyrics.
Your presence with your eyes, will say it all . . .