Sing Under Guard

Surrender yourself as if under guard.

You don’t own yourself.

And never did.

Nothing to choose.  Nowhere to go.

Strong silent commands lend movement, direction:

Go here, do that.

Let the pure radiance of no will

Seep into your edges.

Move from that deep place.

Thoughts have no end.

Just do every chore, from the center of your deep heart.

Walk around, untethered to your senses.

Sing under guard. Make love under guard.

Nothing you can do, or say, will change what is.

You cannot be lost.
                                                    (revised from 2005)