Image courtesy: Isha, Sadhguru
The heart is on fire
and like wildfire itself
burns up everything it touches.
Everything that there was
and everything that there will be
suspended between moments.
Hanging on a single thread-
fragile and vulnerable.
There is no urgency, no rush
to get anywhere, to achieve anything.
Observe the fire – flames that leap to lick the sky.
From frustration to grace, you say.
Fire cleanses, is what I say.
Light and darkness
moving from and into each other.
One is always
also the other.