Mettā
For change is the only constant
And that change is a constantly
Changing changelessness
To accept your limited freedom is
To test the limits of its bounds
To doubt your doubts is to know
That the only way to find out
Is to go all the way through
To notice your separateness
Is only a perceived absence
Created by what is always present
To not separate good from bad
For it is the act of denial that
Creates the desired and undesired
Because all happenings form a unity
And are as it were spun together