Seeking brings frustration.
That need for new sensation
Brings the bitter truth to bear
That we’re but grasping at the air.
I’ve heard the Masters cry
That so long as there’s a Why,
We will remain in seeking trapped
While Spirit’s riches stay untapped.
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Am I just that strange
For wanting so much change?
How can we stop looking for
A way to love each other more?
How can we just leave behind
Our kindred; put them out of mind?
Why must we so quickly fight
The truth and keep it out of sight?
How desperately do we all need
To shed the coverings of greed;
To silence all the strength of fear;
To seek the truth, invite it near!
For only when we open up
Can we rise up and then disrupt
The systems weighing people down,
Depriving royals of their crown.
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Heave a mighty sigh.
Bang your head against the wall.
Now get back out there.