The Great Panacea

we lose ourselves

in the outer glimmer and dance

we leave the sanctuary of the heart

our essential being

that nectar of self recognition

that pivotal grace

for crumbs

power grabs

priorities that can leave us barren and bereft…

we forgo the oasis

our essential constant selves

the great heart of being

that would quench our thirst entirely

in exchange for a desolate landscape

devoid of love

come back home, oh lost one

come back to yourself

remember

Annie Kiyonaga

May 27, 2022