Undoing: A Missing Priority

 

We chase, we grasp, we try to grow,
Stacking high what we should know.
A skill to learn, a path to tread,
Yet still we feel a weight of lead.

 

Yes, adding helps—we shape, refine,
We strengthen body, sharpen mind.
But more than what we take inside,
Is what we drop, what we untie.

 

Undo the fear, unlearn the fight,
Unwind the chains that steal our sight.
Unknowing clears the crowded mind,
And leaves the weight of false behind.

 

We clung to guilt, we wore the shame,
We thought the past would stay the same.
But all of this was never true—
Undo, unbind, and start anew.

 

Expecting life to fit our mold,
Demanding stories we were told.
Yet life moves free, not ours to steer,
Undo control, and truth appears.

 

Not yours to hold, not yours to claim,
The weight of others’ joy or pain.
Step back from what was never yours,
And feel the vastness, wide and pure.

 

You thought you knew, you thought you saw,
But knowing built a house of straw.
Unknowing now, the walls collapse,
Revealing space that always lasts.

 

New steps to take, new skills to gain,
Yet first, release what brings you pain.
For when the noise is stripped away,
What’s real remains, in bright array.

 

Now free to grow, now free to move,
No need to force, no need to prove.
The less you cling, the more you find,
Undoing opens up your mind.