Soulful Sundays: Distillation

Divide the universe into pieces—

It may fit within the hand.

Reduce infinity to a single word,

The ideal into a how-to plan.

The mind clings tight to simplicity—

Too busy to see its own duplicity.

The opposite of chaos is not order.

Pure madness can be bled,

And still remain unchanged—

The ineffable is what cannot be said.

The opposite of chaos is meaning:

A knowing so deep, it becomes being.

What’s won in a battle of facts

Is lost in the war for wisdom.

Go chasing divine manifestations,

And lose sight of the kingdom—

Of heaven on earth,

Of what life is worth.

Befriend contradiction.

Flirt with the conundrum.

What leads to success

Is the grasping of none.

To hold to the truth,

Beyond needing proof.

Look past the words—

To the spirit that guides.

Have faith in the future

And all it provides.

There is no replacement,

For a life of engagement.

Live like you mean it.

Meaning is living it.