What's spirituality but getting over who we think we are,
Getting a sense of what we might really be.
For our boundless mind gets hemmed in by its imprints,
Programming threading together the patchwork of our self-image.
Though our present life has more than enough to offer,
Do we have the openness to receive its true depths and grandeur?
Awakening's slightest inspiration reaches beyond hopes and dreams,
As it rustles the leaves and sways the flowers of our inner garden.