Discard for a moment

The becoming sentiment

It’s a tiresome exercise

From it, nothing may arise

By striving to become

To the mind, we succumb

It invents purpose and a way

For us, to forget today

When we seek to become

The truth may never come

Following mind’s narrative

Who else? It’s so talkative

When becoming stops

The fervent chase drops

A new seed of life sprouts

There’s clarity without doubts