What lives inside the expected,
Is a river of gold so long for the road,
People often mistake it for their own abode.
When we think we know, we wander into
The scene with a predisposition toward
Contriteness, and not so much politeness.
We get stuck inside our own heads, leaving
Our heart in another’s hands. Walking away from
Heart is sure to give you a start, and a prodding
So don’t be beguiled, nay, keep trotting.
Movement is key, even when we are not
In the scene. We set our course with intention
Of course, and then let loose the heart we’ve been
Waiting for, which is our Source.
Times at an end, my friend, unleash all that is inside
You. Be not afraid of the things lurking in the dark,
For they’re not going to persuade you from your mark.
Even if for a time they chance a succession of events
That causes your mind to spin, be sure to let go
And untether your grin.
And, be at peace with the unexpected. Around every
Twist and turn know there’s a chance for more
Connected pieces. We pick them up as we go, don’t wait
Just recalibrate, and walk into the scene with a fresh
Sense of humility.
For it’s inside of the unexpected, where we can
find tranquility and our own sense
of pliability and stability.
In response to the Saturday RDP Unexpected, by Punam.