Slipping

Sliding

Gliding

Into silence

 

Following the pointing

That words are distortions

Of Truth

 

No perfect beginning

No perfect ending

Nothing to fix

 

Grant me pardon

From the broken illusory

The unfulfilled game 

 

Encompassed in quiet

Knowing that uncomfortable

Will break completely

Into Unconditional soon.

 

Keeping the company

Of The Beloved

 

My will is finished

Thy Will be done

Surrendering into

Only You.

This.

 

  Kimberly Beroset