Every breath has a name
The ground beneath you
Calls out for holiness
It thirsts for water
Your tears are sustenance
Awakening to what?
The endless pursuit of “The Path”
Plays with your mind and heart
Is there a destination
Or is the Divine resorting to trickery?
Slow down
And savor the duality
There is a tenderness that can be birthed from doubt
A sweetness that can be plucked
From the mire
A silence redeemed amidst confusion.
Keep walking barefoot in the chaos
You will stop pursuing the path
You will simply become it without even trying.