You who crawl in the face of Death,
You who fall into the Black Hole
deeper and deeper, all paralyzed:
What can reach you
so the black hole does not win, suck you in, and all that is around you,
so you can live, love, be free?
as long as you live from the outside in
not from the inside out,
as long as you’re deciding otherwise;
a little more and more
every miserable day.
You who walk in the face of Life
you who fall into the routine that you call Your Path
the mediocre, average sameness of collection of ups, downs, steps, turns, and rocks:
At which crosswalk will you stop
and grow aware of your breath, your step, your life,
change your direction,
embrace the twists and that turn
that will propel you towards the New, the Potential?
You’ve let go of control;
you’re putting one foot before the other, mechanically
yesterday, today, on all tomorrows. On all the same tomorrows.
You who live in the face of
You who fall into Love
with passion, hot, pulsing passion,
with life and its people
every time, with everyone
the world, this big, wide world,
that seeks, needs to be saved
with your passion, your fire, with your inside, from your inside. Your heart.
in the face of your neighbor, of God, of love,
you let your light shine bright, share the warmth,
and so forever, you go, you defeat death,
forever, you dance, you set the world on fire.