I am weak but willing
I am flawed but fluid.
I am lost but listening.
I am ready for you to come through the portals.
From my crown to the roots of my feet,
I am ready for you to enter.
Here. Now. Passing through this misery,
I am ready to be mindful.
Let all who come with me be liberated.
Let all who stay behind find refuge.
Let all who seek answers find themselves instead.
For where I am going, there is no hope or fear.
No needs or desires. No judgments or preferences.
Just what is. The ability to deal with what is.
The path itself. No goal or victory.
Just the basic sanity of the path itself.
Complete total openness.
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South China Morning Post, The Buffalo News, and more.
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