This Present Child.

Like a child I stare at the new world.
My snake skin past shed.
The wool accepted on my eyes.
As a flock of endless forgiveness and love.
For who can agree to be humble
that who builds pillars of grumble.
A weight removed and a patient wait rooted.
I float in the endless atoms of time.
A traveler in this present of mine.

Sober.

sun sober right
blind did by the light
hero fruit wheel bell
wave hello goodnight

Rumi

"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
— Rumi