What is the path
What are the path, the task, and the goal? What will it take to make one whole? Why does one think he can pick and choose? Just what is it that one thinks he will lose? Each one is directed in every way And yet one thinks he has something to say One’s nature has grabbed him and showing him why Everything one thinks without bestowal is a lie His nature is showing him it can’t be trusted When one wakes up his nature gets busted It starts screaming louder than ever before Showing the one just what to abhor And then one’s intention starts to change As one starts feeling inside something strange The strangeness is the changes that are happening inside As one is shown how to rise above it, not hide Desiring to connect one to another And accepting every one as their brother The Rav, the group, and the books Are everything one needs to begin to look As gradually it becomes clear Why Bestowal is so dear