I am struck by how much time
is wasted by the machine
in these states of constant wrestling the I's.
HOW real the machine feels
when the fight begins,
how free once the real I
has come to let go, give in.
Those gorgeous paintings show how close
we are to the heartbeat of the beloved -
if we stop fighting
we take in the Divine love.
I pray for this reminder,
exhale, and feel the embrace.
~K
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