Weightless
How pure this burden of weight
Some call isolation
Others deem connection
To the sometimes slow erosion of falsehood
To walk upon paths of nature’s blending
That sometimes circuitous route asking one
Accept disappointment
Embrace the lessons hard fought
Accept a leaf that reluctantly floats to its demise
Knows well the feather that follows
All life’s lessons deliver with regret
Conscious that without mistakes
There are no teachings learned
Oh love
Hard fought
Genuinely earned
Rejoice
For it is not for me
Or you
To possess
It is weightless
Amorphous wonderment
Reserved for those
Who might admit defeat
Yet know
Teachings are only valid
For those who seek
One’s realm of ethereal understanding
Weightless
How beautiful the reality
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'condition', a state of the senses surely
but a state, too, of attitude and disposition..
to be loose and unbound
Odin, yes!
john