UH-HUH

Yet, in spiritual practice, only total effort is acceptable.
The Work is never complete. Rather, at some point,
we have to let it go.
There is always tomorrow. Or is there?
With blessing, we may come face to face with ourselves.
With blessing, we may come face to face
(like Jacob with Esau, after the angel)
with our brother.
A burning bush living Light that consumeth not.
Or a fortune-cookie slip:

Your happiness is intertwined with your outlook on life.

Eh? Duh? OK?
Call it Love.

poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson

 

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