Craving
Are you pointing
At One who is waiting
To be released
From reactivity
Memories?
There is no cheat code
Can't hit the mother lode
By training, praying, meditating
Even two or three hours daily
There's another fourteen waking at least
The beast seems to
Never rest on its quest
Moment to moment awareness
Of when it flexes
Its connective tissue
Tenses 37 trillion cells
Can't be wrong
When they tell you
"We can't sing Gregorian
With all this tension
Blocking up the pipes!"
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Comments4
Full of metaphor this poem seethes with feeling. Very powerfully done
I'm being clearly shown there is no other way except all in!
Thanks for the comment, Soren.
A strong write with strong feelings,that have various interpretations, a write to make you have a think, enjoyed
To make you (and myself!) think (and then act) is the idea!
Thanks for dropping by.
You are very welcome
Excellent write
Thanks, Tony. Ready to go all in?!
You're welcome
Crisp and very engaging 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you! Have a great weekend.
You too! And you’re most welcome 🙏🏻🕊
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