I lost my partner the year I lost hold
But I remained, a breath in the still,
Not broken, just bending to a deeper will.
I found meaning not in what slipped away,
But in the silence that taught me to stay.
Now I walk barefoot through the unseen,
No longer tethered to what might have been.
This is my journey, I don't blink, judge or stare
No walls, no weight, just open air.
Where loss became the sacred key,
My childhood freedom whispered, come back to me.

-Seychung

No self, no ground, no final shore
Yet I cling to meaning, wanting more.
Om mane pedme hum the prayer wheel spins
In flux, in fire, where form begins.
I start, I end I build and I break,
Knowing all is dream, I am still awake.

- Seychung

Its descent is silent - as the sun sets
Here rarely anyone visits.
The Bluebird sings at the distance in the spruces,
As I touch the leaves of the forest ground,
I find rational breathing - here.
No religion - no opinions
As it offers themselves to me!!

Happiness retreats when we don’t fit the mold
We internalize that failure and put everything on hold
Daily validations to lift up our mood
All in an effort just to feel good
But we forget, Happiness is transient, not a permanent state
In seeking permanence, we miss the gate
To presence, to clarity, to an awakened state
©seychung