I Wrote This Just for You

[mtmynd]

I Wrote This Just for You

Enemies infiltrate the mind
reeking havoc with its logic
tearing down the walls built
to keep self-serving within
to keep disillusionment out.

The walls have a unique look
built according to plans made
to embellish the ideal -
that concept of beauty
now erected in solidity
rock hard - unforgiving
change cannot enter into
this now realized completed place.

Inside this enclosed area
all that has been dreamed
may have a chance for survival
against forces that wait outside
and here they will grow strong
becoming fertile with possibility...

No longer threatened by Evil
the selected Good is further nourished
by the labors of its inhabitants,
whose grueling long days under the
Soul of Sun drains awareness
limiting the time to fully realize
that this self-contained prison harbors
that very enemy that they ran from.

For inside these walls nothing else entered
leaving shallow the full possibility of life
growing in abundance just beyond the boundaries:

a carnival of existence - multiple colors,
fragrances abounding in freedom, beasts of many
shapes and sizes, large shady trees, shrubs, herbs,
waters running freely for all to share
a place that became known as Paradise

One day within the walls, Conscience grew restless
and stood on high, barely able to see over the wall
that it had built for safety, but high enough to see
its limitations that imprisoned the responsibility
to experience the fullness of all around it.

Once Conscience reached the top of the wall
a great transformation occurred - like a new Sun
rising in the sky of Mind - lighting the way
beyond the walls, perception increased, fear fragmented,
and a wondrous new undertaking had begun...

The walls of Ego had been scaled - no longer limiting-
Conscience had been set free to explore, to discover...
the world had suddenly expanded ten-fold... a hundred-fold,
numbers became meaningless as the journey began
and in childlike innocence all was alive... together.

Conscience withered amidst this new found realization
and like a drop, entered into the Stream of Consciousness,
at last reunited with the pulse - the heartbeat of the Universe,
in tune with all things, and a rebirth of Wisdom rumbling
with the sounds of the Walls of Ego crumbling into dust

Liberation of the Spirit inhabiting all Life rejoiced
for Freedom had finally returned to the Land,
Paradise had been fully restored by simply letting go.
The Secret to Freedom was never a 'secret' but only
buried under piles of religions, philosophies and politics
that brought Chaos over the Calm that is Pure Freedom


[originally written in 2002]

[Nazz]

Thank you. Much obliged.

Yes. Build 'em up and knock 'em down.
Livin'..

[Perdida]

captivated by the walls within.....enjoyed.