If the ocean Holds the waves Lightly Even as they crash Upon the shore And the sky Knows the clouds And the fury Of the storm That passes Why do we find it so hard To bear what feels so unbearable As the unconditional awareness We truly are All we have to do is look to nature For our teachers and our guides We have tried to separate ourselves From that nature As though we are above it But we are bound by it And that which we deny And push into the shadows Returns in some other form To seek resolution All things are seeking home.
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