Inner Praxis

Give yourself room.
Walk the way
between the swinging lanterns of grief,
of resentment, of rage.
Take the difficult path
that does not lead you to the waters
but climbs the hill
towards the jagged rocks,
the gaping valleys, through winds
of discontentment.
Breathe the sacred air
for you are alive and living means fighting.
Battle the selfishness, the inertia,
the tightness of emotions.
Free are those who grow
in the perception of self,
the knowledge of self consciousness
in gratitude for having been given life,
here, between earth and sky,
to walk the way from birth to death.
Fill your heart with love,
for all that there is and sing the song
of thankfulness.