Lucky Me !

The “Reality” held onto with might, and then again seeing it redefined.
With conceptions, of own and assimilated, I looked at the non-existent and made it real.

The “Identity” so lovingly nurtured, and then to see it dissolve.
The identity may be gone, but it brings a depth that my mind can’t fathom. A life that is light, and of a larger sight.

The “Ego” so aggressively protected, and then to see it blown away.
Because it is a blessing like no other. For with ego sitting strong, faith finds it hard to stay.

The “Fear” so ripe, and then the blessing of clarity in eyes.
And I falter with fear, I cling onto the fake. Hiding behind the fake attitude, the fake knowledge, the fake concept of ownership.

The “Boredom” once plagued, and then blessed by repetition.
With circumstances and events falling like dominoes, what is the doing that I have never done before or will not again, time after time, birth on birth.

The only “Ability” is the acknowledgement of the “Inability”.
Freedom came from faith. And faith I don’t know from where. Lucky Me!