Deliverance

There’s a place

Within each of us

That sets the pace

The peace.. the space

For all the moments of our lives

For all the hope that allows us to try

For all the bleeding that causes our cries

And for all and any fortitude in our mind’s eye

But everything

We allow in

Can disrupt this place of solace

Even, and especially,

Our love..

Our passions..

Our commitments..

And our attachments

And when we allow it

The walls crumble around us

The sky turns black above us

Our Gods seem to have forsaken us

And the rivers begin to run dry

The angels stop singing

This, the Buddah spoke of

When he said, “all [life] is suffering…”

I have let my love in this life devour me

I have allowed my passions to lead me astray

I have allowed my commitments to consume me

And I have indulged my attachments away

As we face the mirrors of mornings

And we welcome in the mourning

We can re-choose our choices

We can choose to suffer

We can choose to let go

And we can choose the stoic

Ego

Serenity, courage, and the gifts of wisdom

Tools for the Warrior, the same as the Christian

I’ll not let love get the worst of me

And I’ll not let life take the child from me

I’ll love whole-heartedly

I’ll live wildly and passionately

I’ll kiss these foreheads in harmony

This is the center of being

This is the gift one reminds himself of

And this is what it means to believe

This is transcendence

This is

Deliverance

ⓒ 2013 Shawn Michael Quinn