Wakefulness is not a destination but a song the human heart keeps singing, the way birds keep singing at the first sign of light.
We need to give up what no longer works and find new ways of being that keeps us close to what matters.
We need experience to release what matters.
If I dare to hear you I will feel you like the sun And grow in your direction.
Walk long enough and we all trade places.
We tend to make the thing in the way the way.