Growing Nowhere
World traveller,
stake no claim to this
to this rocky place...what grows in the cracks is
worth the wait in the heart found in the finest of grains.
As you cling, know you cling with all your might to a
remote nothing nowhere for no-one to be fed by no
harvest.
if only your seed landed to soil that spread your worth.
Does no-one want your fertile seed?
What fullness is there in nothing? Fill the fields
with anything, joy or sadness, anger or laughter.
So long as full is felt all is well.
So, empty all of it in love. Let it go for love.
Break it open and and break it down with all your
fire out of love and let not a moment be wasted in
doubt or hesitation...
Take it and make it yours by God, until even the rocks
know your fire and want it for liberation of everything.
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