I wish neither to possess,
nor to be possessed.
I no longer covet paradise,
more important, I no longer fear hell.
The medicine for my suffering
I had within me from the very beginning,
but I did not take it.
My ailment came from within myself,
but I did not observe it until this
moment.
Now I see that I will never find the
light
unless, like the candle, I am my own
fuel, consuming myself.
B.L.
