Swimming Uphill~

Ecstatic experience transcends the mind,
as euphoric rhythm wherein I find,
all that is truth and that which is not,
the seeming futility of all I have sought~

Seeking for naught, save that which I touch,
seeing so little, yet feeling so much~ 
Mind is so quiet, back there in the distance,
relaxed in the flow where I find no resistance~

Spirals descend into realms filled with light.
Resistance is futile so I give up the fight~
To struggle against life’s natural current,
with mind screaming out to find a deterrent ~

To resist all that “IS” is like swimming uphill, 
A singular view cements higher will~
I laugh at myself, having been so resistant,
as all of life’s mysteries unfold in this instant~



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