Within the glory of a seemingly complex life,

extremes in every step,

placed always in reach,

stands a tree so coloured and varied,

nectar of thought,

unconsciously born to teach.

Trace back with feeling

upon the lines etched into your palm,

transgress into the veins,

touching the connections of life’s deep mysteries,

you’ll find, roots pure and simple.

For the inner quest within all

is to feel the naked rub of souls met

igniting deep love of true knowing,

eyes meeting a mirror reflecting pure

compassion unlimited.

Surfacing only to breathe,

lay out the garbage,

reassess the possibilities, and

refine orientation

in a journeys depth to purification.

Disregard all fears and weary apprehension.

The key is to share, open and bare,

with positive intentions.

Opened up like a flower,

wisdom empowered,

placed within all our souls

lays the voice

in which we hear our wanted answers.

© Sara Smerdon