you want there to be a purpose in life,
because you think of life as a stair case.
but life is a circle,
if it were any shape at all.
for ‘beginning’ and ‘end’ can't assuredly be found.
‘start’ and ‘finish’ are an uneducated guess
...you can’t pin it down
if you don't know just what it is.
the sea does not live to its potential or not,
it is always its full expression.
It cannot help but be that.
you want to be something IN life, or OUT of it,
but the fact is you ARE it…
you can find nothing BUT it.
all your loves and losses are none other
…not rungs on a latter, not a first step or last,
not a final trajectory in or out of love.
you are not a stair case. nor are you on one.
you are not something that is
waiting to happen.
you are what is “happening” now.
you are being,
as being is, and does,
in the only time that could ever be accounted for…
as it is.