Poem on awareness
It Is Time
Awaken children of the All
As we sit quietly in our daily space of whatever and what-maybes, we see a finite reality created by our daily grind. So consumed by this and that, burying us in fear and anger — further dividing us in judgmental thoughts and hate for neighboring townships or persons.
We think that our town only extends to the boundary lines, while another continues. We think this land extends only to the boundary waters of our island. We think our atmosphere only extends to an exosphere boundary.
Expanding thought, we are expanding our knowledge of daily space.
Searching the boundary waters, outer atmospheric levels, or diving deep into the core of Mother Earth, we find we are still there. It is through our search we find that we have arrived.
Giving up the search, we shall never know how far our boundaries reach, remaining static and buried in our own darkened dwelling place.
The earth does not stop at the water’s edge; it is merely continued in a different form. Similarly, the atmosphere extends beyond the strato, meso, thermo and exospheric layers. “We are all one” is not limited to a planetary thought either — it extends beyond the nakedness of our eyes, the magnitude of a Hubble or the like, going as far as the ‘mind’s eye’ can reach.
As a man thinketh, so is she. Breath in a gift of life; breathe out that gift in return. We are here to change the world; we are here to make a difference — it begins at the level of self. It is time.
~Ani Po
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