Problemlessness

 
I.
Besides the noise and cackling and all the fighting–
What else is here? What rests inside the oak tree’s heart?

Everything we don’t know.
If we were to grasp it, we would fall back in shock:
uncompromised, unrelenting goodness.

No problem, no struggle, no anything–

Remember when, as a child — you walked into a circus arena for the first time —
And your eyes couldn’t stretch wide enough, blessing, beyond imagination?

It would be something like that.
Enoughness beyond, wholeness entire. Peace.

Sweetheart, you’ve been told a lie.

There is no hardship
No law of struggle
No emergency or reason to panic

Problems?
Where there is lack of love, you can fill it. That’s how I made you.
Everything else is just your ego saying, “I’d rather it be different.”

Somehow sometimes we can’t feel it –
The hum of love coming up from the earth
Enoughness that would wrap us in a quilt

When you can hear the love in the oak tree’s heart –
everywhere you sit is a throne,
everything an infinite kingdom
everywhere a blossom before you
Every moment misty with grace
Everywhere kinship with the earth

II.
Beyond the cackling of the birds
and all the fighting, and all the noise–
What else is here?

The oak tree’s heart, which says:
Glory is. Wholeness is.
And unavoidably, my dear, you are a part of it.

Problemlessness. I know – you couldn’t hear it before,
but I’m asking you now — to go inside the oak,
And wait —

till your heart is wrenched by it’s love
and you see no need for language

till your hands are cupped — receiving —
and everything comes to you baked in lovesilence

Then there is no name for what enters you
Then everything is a a red sun rising
And everywhere an infinite kingdom before you

Then there is no name for what you become –
Like love, like the mountain.

– Tara Mohr

photo credit: Ashley Knedler