OUT OF DESIRES WILL

Cease trying and drop into rest,
relax in the sacred undoing
where the era of will and wanting ends.
All your unfulfilled desires 
are still lingering above you
lost in mazes of thick and misty greys
somewhere out of love
awaiting to be cradled or be crushed
with a swift slingshot of your mind's eye
and a loving heart
wanting nothing but to open right now
and handing you over to life's aid.
Real freedom does not need freeing
in a desireless state, unattached, 
is where creation becomes play.
A hue of “what if” appears ahead as
trusting something you once knew
Suddenly you stop, wonder and see
the pendulum starting to sway
from potential to possible, a cliff,
edges dissolve, spilling into the new.
Sun on your face, slight breeze 
the weightless way, takes off, 
a freefall into faith