Repetition, for the mind it is the way

Hoping for silence to arrive and stay

Spontaneity does not depend on experience

Only on an awareness that is ethereal

Life does not offer repetition

Pity, we don’t use time with more ambition

Opportunities wash ashore once, never to return

Making room for regret and it’s deep burn

A healing prayer works when there is no repetition

In a pure heart, there’s no need for a verbal audition

The heart hears before we speak

Voice of consciousness, never becomes antique

If repetition abates, the mind will gracefully depart

Leaving ego with a limp that is sure to smart

It will not have the strength to walk home, to awareness

And it’s uniqueness which leaves us breathless