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Originally Posted by Unseeking Seeker
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The climb/the crawl/the movements of life
Ascending life’s mountains
Those rises, those lifts
Where we crawl and climb
Dig our heels in deep
Finding our footing
To simply meet
The road as it presents itself
As the path and this climb
Together we weather
Our walk in time
The nature of your incarceration
Leads you to mirrors and a source
That opens the doorway
To your greater self walk
As you climb, as you crawl as you rise
To this path
To the people, to the experience
There you meet your part
Incarcerated by life
By others
By you
Your fate is decided
By the external view
Meet it with ascending heart
Meet as you are
Everything in your containment
Will ignite this spark
Everything ever present
In your mind body will climb
Ascend these mountains
To claim what is thine
To open the doorway
Of yourself lost by the world
Hidden in your garden
You will begin to unfurl
You will come to know yourself
You will crawl and you will climb
To reach these summits
To find you in these times
To source understanding
To source what’s contained
Liberation on each mountain
Will always build in this gain
Life as it’s cycles
Goes on forever more
But you as the reflection
Are seen as this door
Are seen as the self
As the knowing
As the play
As the greater
As the illusion
In yourself you can stay
The world in its choices
Will see you as you are
In there leaps or their dives
In their crawl, or their climb
The face in reflection
Will be yours as the divine
Holding presence, holding space
Setting the presence, space free
There is the path
All paths I see
The old path, the middle, the new
As the climb
Reaching that summit
Thy self calls the time
Past, present future
There is the whole
There is you
Merging together
Creating a three fold view
Mind/body/spirit
No self/self/renewed
The familiar, the knowing
The unknown spontaneous view
There without containment
There liberation won’t deny
Knowing and not knowing
Forms the bridge in disguise
Right truth as a whole
Infinite fold paths
Is the quest of enlightened
Broken held hearts
Is the quest of the spirit
In a reign of its own
As the walk together
As the walk alone..