The Practitioner – a poem

Do not seek to become powerful;
seek only to release fear from the body-mind.
do not chase after joy;
only breathe out your pain, your grief, your loss.
do not ask for mastery;
ask only to shed that which is unnatural and disharmonious.
darkness and day follow each other.
heavy is the root of light, stillness is the mother of movement.
emptiness is the source of ten thousand things.
release, breathe, shed, stand still, un-do
let your tears fall into the earth beneath your feet
let your sorrows sink and become your root
what you thought was weakness will become your strength
where fear has been dissolved, laughter blooms;
after looking inward
the spirit rises


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