The choice
(music: "Dream 3"- Max Richter)
How shall I empty
This present full of tears behold
One carried along
For too long
Torn sideways by delusion and pain
One too full
Of senseless searches
for meaning and justice
cause pain cannot be felt
Alone
Just like beauty cannot be felt
Together
And death cannot be accepted
By anyone who shared
Them both.
Death
this liberator of paths
For others to seek
An oath not pledged but given
For you know beauty
while I know pain
and I leave
so that you die the right way
with your mind in your mind
while choosing nothing
and I die slowly
in every single instant
while being nothing
but a life lost to choicelessness
for you knew we can't die together
and offered your moments
plain to flow
towards that point of liberation
that others carve for you
in their neverending search of life lived
and death feared
a liberation you don’t understand
but feel and search
in every glance you catch
a hope approved
in lived momentum of exchanges promised
but made not
for we fall for them too quickly
but never fully grasp
the beauty of surrender
to choicelessness
offered in exchange for trust
since nothingness creates this mirror
true to you
where learning happens
the same moment
as forgetting lets it go
and notes of solitude
surround
two hands
two eyes
and selfless being
entrenched in understandings that are always late
created to save meaning
for a truth too difficult to bare
a presence hanging
in a now extended
full of fear
of the most beautiful and honest
lack of expectation
and an ungrounded choice of anything called human
mind.