In ( the world of ) existence
myriads of seas and fishes
prostrate themselves in adoration
before that munificence and bounty.
How many rain of largess
hath rained, so that the sea
was made thereby to scatter pearls!
How many of generosity
hath shone, so that cloud and sea
…. learned to be bountiful!
I can stroll, or amble, or hike, or run- all with one direction or none….
inquiry for today~ this too, allows you to be open to your own ways…..
Awakening isn’t about
If anything, it’s about
It’s about becoming
who we really, really, are.