It is

What it is

There is nothing to dispute

The synchronicity of time

Is acceptance, not refute

Without knowing

Is the knowledge

That separation doesn’t exist

Don’t be controlled by the mind

To think is to resist

Observance, the answer

To the question you seek

Feel connected to the source

And let go

There is nothing to tweak

Stories

Upon stories

You’re the author, don’t you see!?

This is life you’re creating

But there is no guarantee

You are loved

You are held

There is no penance to pay

Come home to your heart

It’s time to leave the foyer