How can I lift your spirits?

How can I lift your spirits? When you are joy itself.

How can I give you strength? When everything is your own creation.

What would you say if I told you that you are the most divine of all?

Your past does not matter, nor is your future relevant.

Not even what you feel now matters, for your creation is fleeting.

Even if you give up a thousand times, life goes on, radiant.

Even if you would rather sleep, your life beats on and will never leave.

Ignore the weariness, forgive the anxiety, allow the pain.

Life only weighs on you if you run from the weight of life.

Nothing is what it seems when you cling to what seems.

You need nothing outside; you already are everything.

The eye of the hurricane is always silent.

Let the echo echo, let what is broken lie hollow.

Let the darkness tend to itself on its own.

And listen to that whisper beyond all noise.

At the center of where you are, here lies the peace you long for.