Blessed are the stressed
Trying to get it together
But life doesn’t come with switches and levers
Change is inevitable
Time is unstoppable
Knowledge is regrettable
Violent action is just a reaction
To the ebb and flow
Hearts in tow
To know thy self
Is the real goal
I now bestow to you a gift
I tried before
But it had yet to exist
My wrists are the gateways
Openings to infinity
Holes to new cosmos
Puncture wounds to ancient ruins
Holy lands and sacred tombs
You see
I am but a vessel
A mere container
Inside me lies beauty
Enlightenment, peace and truth
And I gladly sacrifice this shell
To share this soul with you
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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