What if nothing is wrong?
What if all that is present is complete perfection,
And we can feel joy right now, for free,
No cost, no catch, whatever else is here,
And all we need is our own permission?
Our hearts are broken;
What if this is how they open?
Crunchy cracks that let in more love, more light,
More breath, more life,
Let out the essence of who we really are.
What if the pain that sometimes almost fills us
Is the growing pain of our soul?
The eternal adventurer that takes form for fun,
Forgets itself for the thrill of play,
Mystery, and remembering back to wholeness.
What if death is simply the waking from a dream,
And those beloved ones whose eyes open before ours
Smile at the illusion of distance,
Dance with us in truth of existence…
What if all is simply Love?