Expect Nothing
Expect nothing
and everything will come to you,
Will come to you because coming and going
are just the opening and closing of the same door.
You are not the to and fro
but the aperture itself
which lets the movement in
Remember to love.
Because hate is just forgetting
that it does not exist;
As black to colour,
As darkness to matter,
As an attenuating ghost
demanding impossibly to live
Let go -
Ego, self,
I
That thin blockade which wants to hold you,
Like a drop of water in a river
pretending it is in control
Give always
Because you are nothing but this agent of exchange
which, giving,
will see that everything is already her own
Do not struggle,
For you are bound by nothing
but your own struggling
Hope,
For hope is the presence of tomorrow in today,
The line between what we perceive and we imagine,
The slit through which we let
the possible come in