 A clear glass orb floats
above the cliff
just off the edge
representing our conscience, souls, and selves
what if it shatters?
becoming a puzzle of icy glass
and then nothing at all?
what if it disappears?
what would we fight for?
would we still know ourselves
for the loving,
backstabbing,
beautiful,
horrible,
emotional,
heartless,
empathetic,
shunning,
wonderful people we are?
could we go on without ourselves?
without a foothold?
step lightly, they say
don’t leave your self like a scarf in the forest
like a sandal on the beach
tuck it in safe
don’t free it
don’t lose it
don’t go without a railing
but could we be more
without the limits
of our own selves?
if we could take the risk
would we end up not being in trouble after all?
would we be freeing ourselves
by letting go of our SELVES?
we’d have identity
of what we know
and what we’ve learned
but not the burden
of the world. |
Sangha of Auspicious Companions 