Reason-Harmony-Truth

To hate.
To reject.
To destroy.

To implore.
To worship.
To seek with fervent trust.

And so, it continues,
these crossroads of mind,
with imploration seldom thought
outside the worship of a God,
even as examination for some,
contemplation for others,
collectively and unknowingly seek
the same inner peace of silent resonance.

This personal spirit communication,
knowing something listened to
is often not heard,
seeks but to embrace simple entreaties,
pleading the quiet,
welcoming weary chaos,
consoling soul's guileless honesty.

How mesmeric this light,
seen while flinging open windows,
ushering in storm's tempest
balancing misread knowingness
into humble new questions.

These moments, created willingly,
bring choices made evident,
urging entreating of solution be heeded within,
as it serves its reverberations without.

For, is not meditation

 but allowing resonance to seek one’s inner being,
resounding its quiet big bang
with no concern for source or object,
merely the wonder of nothingness,
the containment of everything?

Yet…

Prayers to acquire,
Prayers to relieve accountability,
Prayers by rote,
All sadly abound.

Few listen and hear their pleading’s answer

living recklessly within,
for like the lotus flower rooted in mud,
while blossoming over water,
genuine prayer knows not to exile negative affection
but to balance risk and reward.

Perhaps…

Such freedom from “want” comes not by formal effort,
but by allowing one's essence of harmony
to forever sustain the first and last echoes of truth.