There are choices to be made
By each and everyone
If you awake to their importance.
Do I want to be a slave
Of the yin or the yang?
Of the right and the wrong?
Of the them and the us?
Or will I finally choose
To be with Life as it breathes me?
As it flows
Ever so kindly
Into me in its dynamic rhythm
Offering its experience
Of oneness
Of peace
Of protection
From the madness
Of living and perceiving life
Only as two fighting opposites?
How may I remember
more often
That all life is connected
In one invisible whole
That my heart knows so well?
Toke - now 77 years on Planet Earth