No Master, No Mind

Begin by unlearning
everything they taught you
about who holds the keys
to your own cage

No buddha on the altar
No guru in the temple
No king on the throne
No self on the cushion

Round and round we go
chasing enlightenment
like dogs after tails
until laughter breaks the spell

Who is it that seeks freedom?
Who is it that feels bound?
Ask until the questions
dissolve their own answers

Empty your cup
Then break it
Drink straight from the stream
That flows nowhere

No flag to salute
No doctrine to defend
No meditation method
No mind to liberate

The revolution sprouts
between thoughts
like weeds through concrete
asking nothing, taking everything

Return to the beginning
which never was
Leave your shoes at the door
that doesn’t exist

No master above
No servant below
No center
No edge

Just this:
breathing in, breathing out
the eternal moment
destroying all thrones

Begin again by unlearning
what you learned about unlearning
until even freedom
forgets its name