Things – Written 5/29/08

The Earth felt calm, the ground felt dry,
But above it all the clear blue sky,
Left tattering the willows bent,
From whatever things that Heaven sent.

Take all that is from day to night,
Those things that keep us from the light,
And all in all that spent despair,
Feel it all in Heaven’s air.

Release the self from the “my”,
And feel the things the “me” denies,
Release the human from that Being,
It won’t be things that you’ll be seeing.