Right and Wrong,
Good and Bad
Are the opposite horns of a dilemma.
A giant "Y"
On which we each crucify ourselves
In the world's longest Easter.
We argue and reason ourselves
Back and forth
From one point to the other,
Day in, day out,
Year after year
Until we collapse
Into the centre --
And discover the wisdom
Of What-Is.
If you cannot find the centre-point of balance,
Where are you looking?
In your mind?
It will not be found there.
I will be found in your heart.
What are you looking with?
Your mind?
Wrong tool.
Reason and logic will not serve you here.
Look into your heart and soul
With heart and soul.
Why haven't I made peace yet with this AND that?
Why am I allowing myself to remain confused,
Strung out between the horns of separation?
Is maintaining the "WhY?" factor
Worth the confusion and dis-ease?
Only you
Know that.
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