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| My Understanding |
Desperate energy spent trying
to make sense of what's happening
to understand
to figure it out
to get things under control
like sparks off socks on bushy carpet
prickle friction poof crack gone.
Instead, I choose another try
my precious energy routed to,
rooted in, Now
holding what's here
feelers testing the flow
giving way to the wild, impossible acceptance
that what's happening makes no senseAnd I am free.
there's nothing to understand
It can't be figured out
There is no control.
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| Fearless |
