Your heart whispers about perfection. Peace that isn’t fickle. Love that isn’t bounded. Happiness that isn’t attached to a reason. You cannot seem to find it in this world, yet you keep trying. This poem points you to the source of perfection.
You think that the spiritual journey is one of accumulating wisdom. In reality, the spiritual journey is about shedding the load of falsehood. This poem points the way to the experience of Reality, that Truth of your real nature.