Resist No More

A very large tree with branches that span
Across a field of green clover and small purple
Blossoms knew many lovers.
Some came to ask the little god statue to show the lovers
A way to understand their fine future
Some came to bask in the shade and let
The saffron skies bring them a pearl of wisdom
As they were of the wise sect ready to teach the
World how to be free

I came to die.

Cars passed by and my coat was ripped and
The holes in my shoes felt like the last days
Of living
People were all around me but walked by me as if I did not exist
already gone.
They did not know
I would never return here
To the sound of rain and the glow of mornings breath

I had quit drinking, as I wanted to feel my loneliness
I wanted to feel my death at least!
As I never felt much for life.
It is written I was my own gatekeeper,
Slave runner
For I have passed through many hands unafraid of
The consequences of my actions

I was no sinner

I was born to die.
Each day I lived there seemed to be less feeling and more thinking, manipulation and action
I would create many ways to look around me
And feel cursed!
Of course
I was insane. I was mad. I was everything to excuse my
Past. My past was my jailer and I was the gatekeeper.
Everyday I would feed my past with more foods for thought
And I would let you see only that which I was no longer;
My old story which I had propped up again and again
My phantom story
A cursed play that had been written with this tale ending in
Destiny denied
Sealed and Stamped with ridicule and pain.

AS I sat below this very old tree I contemplated all my
Misery. I contemplated the ones who did me wrong and I remembered all the folks that made me feel like I never belonged. I saw the demise of our planet and all that were in it.

I closed my eyes ready to leave and I heard a strange sound
Indeed.
A child was laughing and those running feet
Then came a moment of longing for something sweet.

Oh My! I noticed I was thinking in rhymes so I shook my head a plenty and then I came to find.

Clarity so clear I thought someone was near
I saw death then. A white horse and a fellow that smiled like a kid.
What was this all about?
And then I smiled too.
“Oh” I thought perhaps this is what I was always looking for! It was a feeling of letting go and so, I just gave up all resistance.

Death was that feeling: ‘Resist no More’

It felt like my belt had loosened 20 notches and then I knew without a shadow of a doubt

‘Everything in the world begins with just one thought’

I just had forgot

I smiled and forgave myself right then and there.

Next time round I would remember that each moment

‘I am here’

No matter what just happened last

‘Here I am’

Each moment

‘I can choose to feel better again’”

I closed my eyes and I vanished from this earth, got up and hopped on the back of the horse. I was surprised how good I felt about all that I had ‘not done’. As I turned with death towards the sun I saw all my treasures sparkling my desires realized one by one.

Though all my pain and suffering the desires that had been born (by my asking) were insurmountable. I had amassed a wealth and an understanding for love so grand that I knew that none of my life no matter how it had looked or felt was wasted. Not one second. I saw then that all of my moments of contrast created!
How vast! How utterly simple and Vast!

As we rode towards my treasures I remembered a quote I had heard in school once by Marcus Arurillis.

He had said:

“Consider this:
That everything that happens, happens Justly”

And I thought “Oh how true indeed”
Everything that happened in my life was ‘Just’.

‘Just Perfect’.

Linaji 2009

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