When I finally drop it,
             my face will then shine
                                             with the empty
                                             expression of This.

I will at last
               smell
                   the beauty in all
and, the nothingness of those
                  whom are doomed.


                                               I'll dig the earth
                                                              with pride.
I will smile at the sun,
                               who is so strong.


                 On my back
                      and aching knees
                                             I shall cry out the joy
                                             of my Aliveness.

I will leave the expecting,
              and the seeking
   because
                                                  there is no other one
                                                    and it lives
                    
                                                   *inside me.