A very singular solution
Let me give this day to you in gratitude for all the peace you’ve given
And continue to within the certainty I’m living through you
In this present, glorious, powerful security
That deep within and far beyond the world of form I’m free
The separate mind is a confusion of a billion troubled cares
Confessing instability, transgressions, unaware
Of all the power that is circulating through its very veins and nervous system
As it shuns the thoughts that it itself has given
But has bound up in a memory that seems to play before its eyes
Surpassing inhibitions, heedless to its troubled cries
Into this belief in anguished nothingness the answer comes
And offers to the asking mind one solution to its myriad questions
In a singular experience that shows
Far beyond misapprehension that the world is grown inside a petri dish
Within the stark laboratory of separate mind
That seeks to circumvent responsibility for what it finds
For what it fears, as, troubled now, unconscious, disbelieving
Of ‘the how’ the world is made each instant
Deep within the tempest of its own beliefs and every thought it thinks
And everything it sees; the circular experience of fathering a dream
In gratitude I give this day to you as I begin to see
That deep within the dreaming of such instability
There falls and lies and rises through the misted anguish that I knew before
A new interpretation that will feed me at my core
We know that a theology on which every mind can agree
Is stark impossibility and not to be alluded to or dreamed
But an experience that takes each mind beyond the tramp
Of trudging through the suffering of pain unto indignity
That takes the hand and leads the dance out to the starry universe
Beyond what it had previously allowed itself to know and see
But accessed only deep within and centred through the body mind
A root that guides the self to the experience that its free
A common experience is ours to know, indeed
I rest within my gratitude, my rancour is dispersed and cowed
As to this great awakening I open and allow myself
To conjugate and be the beauty of the universal peace of clarity
As all I’ve been, within this instant, is released
Holly Rose Thomas 