What Is Your True Stance? Poem by Ayni Poet

Walking on wires a lifetime,
On wet forest grass or
On broken, frozen stars
Legs recline always on supportive grounds.

We cling easy to the ropes we find,
To the hands that push us forward,
We fly with the birds hundreds of miles
Looking for safety in the baren sky.

An artifice for survival or
The ticket which brings fear and strength,
Relying on things or the mind's fairytales
Is the sure way to be bound!

But Spirit never uses the lift of the air,
Neither grips to any strong trees
To stand as it is,
Free, unbound and unseen!