Birth
Death
Believe
Free
Wind
Immense
Gentle
Impartial
So easily caught in the trap
of birth and death
of coming and going.
Awaken, awaken
from the trap that ensnares.
If you must believe anything
believe we are free
as free as the uncontained wind
an immense force
blowing down houses if it chooses
a gentle caress
soothing a heated brow.
Be like the dandelion seed
removed from its pod
lifted by the wind and
resting as the wind abates
impartial as to where it lands.
If you must believe anything
believe we are free.
Be like the uncontained wind.
© 24 Apr 16
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