Finding the Road to Freedom.
Sometimes we struggle far too hard,
The mind we send from place to place,
And choice becomes impossible,
Once veiled behind confusion’s face.
To know oneself takes inner peace
And then detachment grants release.
And when we care, as care we must,
Our inner voice will often fail
And memories of past misdeeds
Can make us seem beyond the pale.
The answer could be “Just let go”
But who am I to tell you so?
Perhaps it seems that giving in
And tracking back is hard to do.
That vulnerable to guilt we shake
Upon the threshold of the new.
Perhaps we need to face those fears,
Work through the grief and shed some tears?
Perhaps in order to be free,
We once again must face those ties,
The pains and hardship that we fled;
The mind can tell such subtle lies….
So, to be free, must we again
Return and risk that loving chain?
And only in that giving self,
That love of such a hurting kind
Can we discover who we are
For pure avoidance makes us blind….
So, face the challenge of the past?
By this, be truly free at last….
