Accept Or Reject
Can you choose anything
but this moment?
Accept it or reject it,
that is the only freedom.
You think you decide on a future
but when the future arrives
it's a strange land.
Of course you can always postpone
the present and choose the past.
People make up stories every morning
about last night.
But that’s a waste of tomorrow.
Hug the dragon of presence.
Welcome this ancient wingéd
fire-breathing Now
with open eyes and a wounded heart.
Decline it and you suffer.
Be reasonable, you can’t refuse
because you're living it!
So where’s the problem?
Choose what Is
and you're already free.
This is how a flower grows.
How a drop of dew dissolves
on the purple clematis.
How an aging gazelle
offers the pulse of his throat
to a hungry lioness.
Don't worry.
We're all evaporating into photons,
whirling back into stars,
yet some prodigal lightheartedness
keeps creating us again
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LINK to hear this poem on YouTube.
Photo by Jet Finn Palmer.
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