Dare to live.
Stop insisting on chasing after death.
Stop trying to die.
Quit the grand delusion.
You shall never die.
Grow your wings and fly to the mountaintop
of your world. Breathe stars.
Bravely go alone. Only you can do this.
Regularly in your day–exercise conviction,
golden, fibrous threads
of starlight, of sunlight.
Take them in through the nostrils.
It is nothing less than soul’s power-fuel.
Inhale slowly and experience
the gentle music of love’s fire,
as flames would pull up
a chimney stack, up pipes of ovens.
Faith builds with such breath practice.
Greed cooked away.
to ways of knowing.
Prepare that your purpose
shall speak to you.
Are you surprised
that you feel no heat?
Your unique timelessness
awaits your recognition.