A million times I’ve asked you, and then I ask you over again, you only answer
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps!
Perhaps our dreams are there to be broken, and our plans are there to crumble, and our tomorrows are there to dissolve into today, and perhaps all of this is all a giant invitation to wake up from the dream of separation, to awaken from the mirage of control, and embrace whole-heartedly what is present. Perhaps it is all a call to compassion, to a deep embrace of this universe in all its bliss and pain and bitter-sweet glory. Jeff Foster