Unrestraining, Unrestrained
Like little children holding to a conjured theme
We delay only in dreams our beautiful serene
Unwilling to let go of a previous refrain
We reinforce in full force
Though not the Fullest of Force
Struggle and strain
Illusory pain
Yet this need not remain
As so
If we are to Know our Flow
By going with the flow
Again, by letting it all go
Instead of disdaining
The rain
Or anyone or anything
Instead of naming the rain as good or bad
What if we just played in the rain?
Or at least momentarily stayed
In our present frame
In time, of mind
Allowing it its say?
This is certainly more productive
Than reliving the previous drops
Over and over
Especially if we're looking for it to be over
For the sun to shine it's rays
And what's so bad about the rain anyway?
Figuratively speaking or in literal terms
For we're so adept at our use of terms
At giving everything a name
At judgment being our game
That we'd rather define a million things
As this or that
Instead of living the things
That then would perhaps
Free us up
Of what was previously called "pain"
By living the Now
Quiet introspection
Sincere, heartfelt reflection
Returns the sing along
Of perfection's loving song
Like we hold the little ones dear
We are equally loved
And so much more
Nearer than near
For how often do we offer them or anyone or everyone, unconditional love?
Yet this is our gift
Given and received
The inheritance of all
That surrounds the around
Of our within and above
Yep, such it is
Our forever profound
Love holds us not, as we do hold
To secret agendas or formulated plans
That intend
On sectioning off
So to build up a land
Rather, love would tear it all down
Would start from the start
Love would begin with our Heart
Like the sand that flys
Love is about open space
Instead of frozen images stuck within a limited place fragmented by time
Love wishes us not
To be quiet
That it may
Uninterrupted
Go about it's day
That we may stop getting in it's way
So that it may be "free" to have it's "greater" say
And in this way
As we become One with Love without condition or fray
We too are free
To free up
To live as such
To love so much
More naturally than had been our previous way
Now
Unrestraining
Knowing the unrestrained
Unsubjected and unsubjecting
To the issues of life
To so-called pain
We call forth
By coming from
The essence of Life
Which simply Sees
One thing in all
Simplicity of Heart
The Way in the day
And since we Are, this Essence
Because this Is, our Life
This is the Vision of All
Hip-Hip-Hooray!
mike