Seeing
Brave little ants
Scurry around the world
In search of a worthy task
Eager to chew through
A banyan tree
And right a perceived wrong
In the name of doing good.
You want to chew
You want a task
Because you are an ant
Not because of
Your goodness
Or imagined selflessness
Stop relating to the world
Through any one identity
And you will come to know that
True action
Comes from seeing
And internal alignment
Is its fruit
By seeing
An unseen action begins
That is more powerful
Than an entire army
Of chewing
Scurrying
Well intentioned
Ants.
This influence is invincible
Incorruptible
And inevitable.
And with this power
Even if you lose your mandibles
The banyan tree still falls.
Learn the type of seeing
I speak of
And you can carry the ocean
In a paper cup.
It is a power
That cannot be resisted
Or reckoned with
And by it
Your softly expelled sigh
Can evaporate the seas.
---unAsleep