You can’t file a lawsuit against the universe….
. To which court, would you report?
Your circumstances are what they are now.
. …So You *gotta* do the work.
The social contract is bullshit.
. And Fate is a capricious bitch.
He’ll give a blissful happiness
. and then rip out every single stitch.
So..
do The Work when you are short
…
do The Work when you are short… on time.
do The Work when you are short… on strength.
do The Work when you are short… on peace.
do The Work when you are short… on Light.
do The Work and put your soul on the line.
You’ll find the universe inside you.
. Its right behind your spine.
Be the Seeker through the darkness,
. find what is good and right.
There is strength in your fragility,
. Your vulnerability is your might.
You have to walk the hard paths,
. Even though they give you fright.
You can find the peace you are seeking,
. Before that long dark night.
Yes. Thank you. I love the form of this poem and how it turns. It builds into a very positive statement – strong, not sentimental. I appreciate this. Well done.