If, in the reaching,
you fall,
you’ll always be caught.
It just may hurt.
What of it?
Learning grabs you and
eventually
you’ll find
what you seek isn’t
out there,
so you’ll reach inward
and falling into your Self
means
infinite soft landings.
In the reaching
24 Tuesday Jun 2014
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