En-Lightening

And as we want for

Words to come,

Ideas to flow,

Pain to go,

We suffer resistance to what is so.

And as we will for

”Me” to mend,

Feeling to flee,

Them to see,

We suffer resistance to what be.

And as we worry

We might lose,

They might leave,

Things might rot,

We suffer resistance to what is not.

And as we wish we

Didn’t want,

Didn’t will,

Didn’t worry,

Didn’t wish,

We suffer resistance to what is.

And then

An opening arises.

And as we witness

What is thought,

What is dreamt up,

What is dread,

We suffer not, but smile instead.

For we can see,

That these thoughts

Are not who we are, are not truthful nor real.

They’re thoughts, simply being;

Not a big deal.

And so we suffer not, but heal.

And as we return

To the now,

To the silence

To the knowing that all experience

Can be amusing and adored,

We return to ourselves,

And suffer no more.