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