BEingness Musings

As the sun swoons to the page,

the highlighted ink markings leave a trail…

They invite the quieted mind, the still heart and awakened soul…

Who are we in this grand universe?

Can we hear a call that beckons from within our souls…?

Does it whisper of a peace eternal?

Of love that is ever more and free?

Does it beckon you to surrender with pureness of heart?

To resurrect, to rise, to breathe beyond the here and now…

Man’s simple words cannot encapsulate the real truth.

Instead they clutter, confuse and confiscate the freedom sought by all.

Is it not ironic that in the heart of hearts we seek freedom and yet in our chosen doing we strangle all life ~ including our own.

We create and destroy our destiny…

We begin and end our very existence…

Caught in our own dynamic paradox, we thrash about in the confusion of our own making…

To BE or Not To BE…

~Fawn Caveney 8/30/2020
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