The most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love and to be greater than our suffering ..
~ Ben Okri ~
To rise past all
That’s dares to smoother
The layers on layers
Commitments and constraints
To float above
The threat that tugs
The ties and chains
Of bonds and relations
To fly over
The snares invisible
The smoke and mirrors
The lies and illusions
Ah what relief
When the truth be known
To free my wings
To uncage my heart
So easy to fall
Into the pit of quicksand.
So quickly blown
Into the cortex of whirlwind.
So it is that this very mind
Sinks to depths
And flusters in circles.
One minute
Slim of thought
So tranquil is life,
Next an uproar
As confusion brings strife.
Acting almighty
As if in control
When all the while
Breaking loose as turmoil.
One breath in
One breath out
Diminishes quicksand
To a playful sandbox.
One breath in
One breath out
The gusty wind
Is but a calm breeze.
Hand in hand
Heart and mind
Which will lead?
Which will follow?
With ears turned in
Answers are heard
Equilibrium sounds
And home is found.
Yet not from the song of the heart
Nor the buzz of the mind
But a silence supreme
Where peace is sublime.
rhythmandthedancer 