BEAR WITNESS

If all we can do, in these mind spinning days,
Is to stand as presence and as openness
And bear witness to the inexplicable human desire
To spin its webs and entangle itself in them
To bear witness while the left hand beats the right hand
And both beat the host

To stand in silent authority, weeping if necessary,
While the whole charade crashes to the ground

For these are the days that have been prophesied
When the wheel upon which we all hang
Turns its great eternal inevitable turn
We humans, caught in our little games and dramas,
Are powerless to stop it
For that very turning is the puppet master at work
And it will have its way

If all we can do is bear witness to this
Without giving it any allegiance
Let it be enough.

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