September 12, 2022
The Absence of Striving
By Amba Gale
Perhaps,
after all,
there is nothing to do but be,
to drop inside,
deep inside,
and merge with what gives me peace.
Perhaps,
the path is to face
the sacred moments
granted to me
one by one by one by one by one
by the ever Living, ever Giving, Stream of Grace.
Perhaps
all this building outside
has outrun its course.
and my work is simple.
What is mine will come to me of its own accord.
“Patience,” counsels the inner voice.
“Find your purpose in ‘Wait.’
Walk inside,
where you can merge with the Great Blue Heron who waits patiently.”
This absence of striving
brings me
to a bed of Deep Rest.
