I am entangled
at first —
struggling
to release myself.

I feel the grip
and tear,
the nudge
and bump.

Holy Oak!

Resistance
on steroids! 
Fear that cuts
tiny tears
like so many
paper cuts.
Fast. Painful.
Persistent.

Light lifts
Change shifts
my POV
slides sideways
to an alternate
dimension.

In a flash
ALL & Nothing
Inside
Outside
is altered.

The resistance
fled
scurried past me
many legs
rushing.
Then calm,
inner peace.

I am transformed
from dark to light
rough to smooth
arguments
to agreeing nods
tension to softness.

Constant - endless
judgement
preferences
comparing
victimhood &
suffering

REVEALED 

as Ghosts
wispy
hovering
powerless
(only thoughts)

No more grip & tear
nudge or bump.
All entanglements 

REVEALED

as webs of
illusion
fantasy &
fairy tale.

LaMcC - 7-29-26