July wish

to transcend or to stick with this curious existence…

I yearn for the trees, to be alone in the woods,

to discover a life of substance, not these false, vapid appearances.

A life worth living, full of pure vitality, pulsing.

I yearn for another glimpse into reality, to ride the waves found within, to live fully.

I am tired of my old habits, formed or nurtured in this stale, artificial environment.

I yearn to come back to my heart, to feel alive, to breathe fully,

to be fearless, to speak from my core, unshakably.

May I be clear kind and most importantly honest with all.

I yearn to escape Mara’s clutches, to complete my practice without distraction, for the benefit of all beings.

May it be so.