Most of us go through life existing, and nothing more; our minds fixed to superficial values. “Today, I must…” we cry, and missing the warmth of morning sun, feel lost again.
As these castings of light dance boldly before us, where does heart reside? In the stacks of paper bills, and all those things that keep us up at night?
We lose ourselves within the stronger draw of commitment, yet what of our allegiance to self? Do we dare to step beyond perception? And when the earth shares her song again – will you listen?
“Habit rules the unreflecting herd…” Wordsworth reminds. Where presumption fails, we begin our greatest test. And we must choose what we believe.
In peace…
Namaste ❤
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