The holistic view

The holistic view

In the holistic view,
the bird flies ahead of me,
as the lighthouse shine his light,
in front of my feet –
the beach is a quicksand.

At a crossroad,
every exit looks the same,
and every signpost,
shows a different direction.

At the edge of a cliff,
I hope my wings can fly.
At the edge of my life,
I hope my feet can walk.

The difference is the same,
The elements are a unity.

In the emptiness of thinking,
the soul finds its way,
by allowing the heart,
to be its leader.



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