A drop in the ocean exists only
when removed abstractly from its milieu;
then we may put it under a microscope –
assign it innocence or guilt.
At the crossroads of a dreamscape,
which way is valid? East or west? North or south?
Of what use is an elaborate tea ceremony,
if the drinking water is contaminated?
Truth concerns not Itself with choices.
Eruch said, ‘True love is no sacrifice.’
Suppose Abraham’s terrible freedom
was established in the raising of his knife;
Isaac’s freedom in the trust of his father --
one surrender tucked securely within the other.
And perhaps there was another mutual surrendering --
beyond imagination and conception,
union requiring some sort of reciprocal dissolution --
the illusory drop absorbed into the oceanic whole.
O child of God, free will is cutting you to bits.
Only those who have no choice are free.
(from A Jewel in the Dust)