None resistant to
The universal flow,
I let things come and
Go along with the wind
As it blows,
Burning the sage along
With my past that I’ve
Once occupied in a
Cage full of sorrows,
Now that I’ve donated
My cage of sorrows
To the source of my
Mental embargo,
My soul illuminated
A beam of light casting
Freedom from my
Inner cosmos
– Nick F. Hawkins
Sacred Thinking 