Choiceless

Life doesn’t turn bland when choice disappears

For the mind, by choosing it fans the flame of our fears

The neutral arbiter is pushed aside

Whose calm silence is jealously eyed

Choice fights, as it wends its way upstream

While life effortlessly flows downstream

The two can never meet

When we choose, to be one amongst the elite

Being choiceless makes us grow

Towards the roots, the source of life’s glow

The world will magically open

When the vines of choice are broken

We become witness to our changing nature

When the mind rich in choice diminishes its stature

There’s a newfound awareness, free of choice

From where silence gets a rich new voice