Breaking Chains Through Contemplative Study
Breaking Chains Through Contemplative Study POEM Let's break the chains, a gentle plea, For eyes to see, truly, freely. Chants and words, a whispered hum, Repeat the old, till understanding's numb. Rituals done, with careful hand, But the heart's not touched, on shifting sand. Praise sung loud, a hollow sound, When meaning's lost, nowhere to be found. Glib sermons, a tidy art, But truth's not learned, in this bare part. This outer show, a painted door, Lets not the light shine evermore. It builds a wall, so strong and deep, Where thinking minds are lulled to sleep. From this dark spell, we must awake, For our own journey, our own sake. To question why, to seek the core, And not just echo, anymore. Contemplate 'n learn, with open mind, The truths within, we're meant to find. Not just to follow, blind and slow, But to fathom aim 'n truely grow.