Oh, the mistakes I have made!
The errors, never to be undone!
The judgments I have passed on others!
People I have cursed and betrayed!
All for transgressions, even small slights,
perceived against myself
or those I choose to love.
All the while,
knowing deep within,
that I am equally guilty.
The mythical enlightened man
sits in his lonely cave –
Those rare divine saints –
The miracle healer we´ve heard or read about –
The spirit guides that never materialize,
that, perhaps, only dwell
in our imaginations,
while we blunder through our lives,
hungering for truth,
yet terrified of knowing it,
fearing it may lead us
into the deepest despair.
We, who are not perfect,
the end-all of our creation,
mere products of
our insights and false beliefs,
the mistakes of others who
were no better equipped than ourselves.
Fallible! How could we be otherwise?
Yet, we seek, against all odds,
Our desire to be above the fray
that both compels us and condemns us.
We tire of conflict and suffering.
We want peace, within and without – resolution!
We seek a path that will deliver us
out of our temptations,
out of our hypocrisies,
to a mythical savior´s forgiveness.
deep within the very earth of our being,
the source of all and our own creation,
we will find our solace,
the truth that only we
can only forgive ourselves
and love all – so hard!
is the only possibility,
the only hope,