In The Place...

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Inner peace
Outer turmoil
Chasing the dream
Stumbling, the fool... in the frequent falling
Becomes the sage

Beginnings honored
Endings feared
The end is just a new beginning
Said the sultry sage
And the fool knew this was true

He knew somewhere in his soul
Somewhere in the wind of his mind
the answers blew and floated down
Like leaves from trees
Inside his head
Living in his heart
Held in his hands

The key, where is the key
To unlock the mystery
He cried

You hold the key in your hand, your head
and your heart
In that secret place where they all converge
There, you will discover the key
Said the sage in peaceful awareness
The fool wanted to see and know this place, now

We have been there before, fool
Many times
It is not a space to fill
It is a place of everything and nothing
at once
A place you know more deeply than your own name
yet, is elusive to your human eyes

Take my hand, she said...offering herself to him
This sage of inner peace, outer turmoil not known to her
Come, and I will show you once again
Come with me now....but know...
This time, there is no turning back
You will know that peace
you have been seeking by chasing down dreams
And, you shall become your own sage
Are you ready, fool?

Reaching out, he placed his hand in hers
Ready and wanting, he thrust himself upon her
Caught him, she did
Like before
He felt the peace
And he remembered
He opened and met himself
In the place where his heart, head and hands
converged

The fool no longer
The dream allowed, chasing ceased
Peace known
A sage was born today
In that secret place where his head, heart and hands
converge