Watching the world from a distance
Imagining myself high up in the bleachers
Watching a game being played far below
I am feeling oddly separated, yet akin
With everything seen and unperceived.
Another one of life’s infinite paradoxes
That manages to challenge ones’ senses.
To finally understand and then accept
That it is all the same, from all sides.
Letting go of the concept of linear time
To be everywhere in the same instant
There is an absence of any struggling
As calm prevails, oneness is revealed.
The deceleration of aging is no curse
But rather a gift, a precious opportunity
For me to notice life in a far different way.
I am seeing beauty reveal itself to me daily.
The things that are deeply disturbing,
That I have no control over, seem distant
And I have no wish to march in a cause
Losing myself, trying to change what I cannot.
So as my life continues to slow its pace,
I am becoming the proverbial observant.
Connecting to my fellows in a spirit of love
Is what I look forward to most these days.
Within this grace of serenity I insist upon play.
It is an element of self that I treasure most.
Laughing without restraint, letting tears fall
Such close expressions I can barely tell apart.
To step out of the race is to step back into life
In a way I’ve not done or even considered.
There were too many concerns and fears
Pulling me along, seducing me to conspire.
I believed the masquerade for a long time
Presuming a plethora of misconceptions.
Somewhere along the way I quit chasing.
I stopped running after what I already had.
What I have learned and continue to do
Has been tantamount to winding up here
In my own back yard where I first started
I’ve traveled so far yet really, never left home.
I have known great joy and deep sorrow.
Been hopelessly lost and then found again.
All to bring me around to know who I really am.
Seeing from a distance, here in the midst of it all.