What If I Told You
What if I told you
There is no real meaning to life
No secret code to decipher
No pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
There is no future or past, only this moment exists
Yesterday is dead and gone, and tomorrow is an illusion
What if I told you
The meaning of life is to accumulate spiritual riches
Not material riches that will inevitably rot away
Objects cannot follow us to the afterlife
It stays behind with the living
What if I told you
That your flaws are not imperfections
But uniquely and perfectly you
Revel in your extraordinary being
There is no exact replica of you, and there never will be
Namaste
Lovely reminder that the only thing we leave behind are memories of moments shared.
Let’s make them count.
🦋
The inner work...lovely poem, Rea.