Judgment

I mistook judgment for power,
pointing to the world
“traced” my path.
But judgment is not will,
It is fear masked as “truth.”

And so I began to escape from Him.
I was running away without realizing it
that sometimes I became a judge,
and that any other judgment is seen
as oppression and tyranny.

Judgment can no longer be an enemy.
It is now an ally that only reminds me of the inevitable end…
everything is a reflection of me.

Then I breathe and remember
that I carry with me a living heart,
then I remember:
just like the other one.

Even love gives honor
to the infinite present
because it is born in him
and that's where it's at.

Eternal moment, I am.
Free.