Fear turned to Ash

Love is

The funeral pyre

Where I have laid my living body

All the false notions of myself

That once caused fear, pain

Have turned to ash

As I neared God

                                Hafiz

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it was just a walk

my normal two mile walk

along rural roads

one cannot help but be broken open

out there

amidst the mountains

and trees

as one wanders beneath

that brilliant canopy of blue

and hears

the wild birds sing

one cannot help but be broken open

and sometimes

poured out

this day

I went to dark places

to failures

to do

to be

in my minds eyes I imagined

people looking at me

with eyes that despised

so many mistakes

so many flaws

so many people

they were of course my own eyes

and there was nothing to do

but to walk

and place one foot in front of the other

and there was nothing to do

but breathe

God

In

and in the hot fire

of Sacred love

find

peace