Abiding, not striving

Of the few things in which we have completely in common

Is that we all share being alive in this moment

That in some moment completely out of our control

Our individual time will come to part this world life

Another, is that we are all flawed in some way

This is not a fault that makes us inferior

Or that we are failure to the experience

It is to highlight the magnificence of creation

For there is nothing we can achieve as humans

That can ultimately triumph creation itself

In our weighted effort of dragging ourselves

Along the path of striving and gaining

Perhaps it accentuates an invitation to 

Let go of all the complexities we build

And come into a restful abiding of 

Simply being enough, as we are

For a striving approach will constantly yell

This isn’t enough until the next milestone is reached

Being nurtured in Abiding will always whisper

You are enough and we have already arrived

Tea then becomes a friendship to absorb with

In all our shapes, forms, colours and moods

The Leaf welcomes us into her compassion

Not having to do everything on our own

As comfort of heat soothes our heart

Bowls held in our hands reminding we are held upon Earth itself

Apart of something much greater and broader in horizon

That cares for us beyond any possible measure by a Presence

Wisdom embedded deep within emerges upon ruffled surfaces

If we constantly choose to strive we will keep skimming along

Yet a free fall surrender into Abiding lets go of control

Plunging directly into the Oceans magnificent quiet mystery.