As they stand at the freedom passage my desires, attachments and aversions
Seeing the light through and sailing once more empty handed, ravaged, condemned,
facing the debt to existence
Dues to pay , words to say, foes to nay
What a sweet life my lord you given me , what an unfathomable mystery!
Like a deadly sin, like a million years, like an empty cup
this life turning, demanding ,plea innocent, forgetting , forgiving, this life traversing the ocean of neglect and destitute same as ever.
Oh this passage to freedom so long forgotten, so much loved and above all welcomed!
Say nothing , feel nothing, be nothing …
Thank Gaia 