Only Perfection

And finally the practices must end
The reminders must stop
Because life doesn’t need to be reminded to be itself
Life is exploding by itself
There is no need to protect any of it
Life unfolds of its own accord
The only reason I indulged in spirituality
Was because it was the final addiction of the constricted personal mind
Finally this constriction exhausts itself
And in its frustration
In its disappointment
In its final disillusionment
It finally collapses
But life flourishes
And shines brighter than ever
There is nothing to change
There is no one to fix
All is perfect as it is