Delaney Schuh

Forget about enlightenment.
Sit down wherever you are
And listen to the wind singing in your veins.
Feel the love, the longing, the fear in
your bones.
Open your heart to who you are, right
now,
Not who you would like to be,
Not the saint you are striving to
become,
But the being right here before you,
inside you, around you.
All of you is holy.
You are already more and less
Than whatever you can know.
Breathe out,
Touch in,
Let go.