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Surrendering To ...   To the currents of a truth One cannot hold, One cast my vessel, and One's story is told. No longer captain, master of One's fate, One open to a higher, unseen gate. The sails of ego, once so stiff and proud, Fall soft and slack, a whisper in the cloud. The anchor of the self, One let it go, To drift upon the cosmic ebb and flow. One cease One's striving, quiet every plea, And find One's freedom in what One is meant to be. This gentle giving, this surrender sweet, Is not defeat, but sacred, true retreat. The shore One seek is not a place to find, But a release of all One left behind. A silent knowing, a most certain peace, Where all One's small and separate strivings cease. Source & Credit : Unknown   PS What One had like to explore next?

We are same. Suffering and not opening up.  Living and hiding emotions.  Loving and not expressing.  Enjoying and keeping away. Dreaming of uniting.  Remembering past. Hoping for future. Wishing blissful life. Knowing and not accepting. Wanting and keeping distance. Missing and not communicating. Looking for and not stepping out. Surrendering and lifting,  Following heart and finding self,  Saying yes and fulfilling desires,  Living together and continue forever. Is this only what we want?