Updated: Dec 2, 2020
Question what you believe at least as much as you believe it.
In the heart of that questioning is the way.
Unwind those vines and leaves around your crown.
Freedom reigns in unblinding.
Even the highest flyers crawl out of nests,
Master the crawl before leaping against gravity.
Bide your time.
A selfish love is no love at all.
In love with all, equally, be.
An impulse isn’t you acting at all.
It’s chaos manifested, you’ll see.
So let your virtuous patience grow,
From an acorn to a mighty tree.
Then from its highest branches,
Spread your wings and leap.