The Destination


The destination.

That isn’t a destination.

This, here, now.

The destination you never left.

The destination you were never apart from.

Never separate from.

Never separate.

This, here, now.



Snowflake and Flame


There is already.

Complete surrender.

To whatever is expressing itself.

In this moment.

Both surrender and resistance.

Have the same source.

Are born from the same womb.

Just as all that is.

Must the snowflake surrender to the flame?