There's nothing that you wouldn't offer to me.
You prove that day in and day out.
How long will it take me to follow that lead?
How long on this physical path am I bound?
I knew when I came here the road would be rough.
The many temptations, the many stray thoughts.
But I made the decision to walk this fast track
For the opportune moments of soul growth it brought.
I understand now why the purest of souls
Leave physical bodies before those less true.
Marching that straight path to love's perfect drum,
Rarely would one find his focus askew.
Wish I could remember when I was back home,
The reasons I chose to return to this life,
Or even have memories of those in my group,
Who chose to come with me, to help with the strife.
There are those who I'm certain returned here with me,
Ones whose eyes shone so brilliantly when first we met.
A familiar awareness accompanies them,
And the feeling we're working together, and yet...
...I know that the task is each one's to complete,
But, still, helping others is part of the plan.
When the burdens feel heavy, it's then that we all
Seem to focus together, our troubles to ban.
The task is quite simple: to love each as self.
And standing alone that should not be a chore.
It's just that when others seem not so inclined,
Choosing hatred, apartheid, and closing love's door...
...viewing loving, and working together, a joke,
Then frustration can easily slip into play,
Making choices in pathways seem blurry and dark,
Seemingly causing one's focus to sway.
Forgive me for rambling. I know that I am.
Still I thank you for listening, as always you will.
Tomorrow I'll meditate more on these things.
I'll straighten my focus, my mind will be still.
Give strength to my mind, please; And keep my heart true.
Bring clarity into the words that I speak,
Forgiveness, direction, compassion and joy,
While processing all that I came here to seek.
god
