Someone told me to sail away
in my new life
I just keep surfing on the outside.
Seldom coming ashore.
Truth is .. I'm afraid of what I may see.
Aren't we all afraid to see ourselves in the mirror of life?
Of course we are. We are always pink and bluer that we think of ourselves.
I want to be a void and my ego prays for me to be a constant.
I want to be a variable but the same ego cries for a sure ground.
when will I be detached of time?
when will I be able to know myself?
This "myself" is not different from "yourself"
After all the duality of the world undresses.
We are the same.
Utterly the same.
You and I.
Just have a little faith… just for a little more time.
I promise you, you will find joy.