Listening

[PureInsight.org]

Here, my heart
sometimes frayed,
avoiding looking
within. The promise
of blossoms, yet
falling short of
compassion, a call
to raise myself again.

Waiting aeons
for this moment,
having journeyed
so many roads.
Lifetimes until now,
the day where
darkness meets
resolve, and every
facet of ourselves
refined to flawless.

The boundless Fa
requires no less…