Who is the guru, maestra, teacher or mentor?
Who’s protégé, disciple, apprentice, student are you?
Perhaps it is the tv screen or the face of a child?
Is it dollar bills or nature's wild?
Maybe it is the thoughts in our head
or the books we've read?
Are not our teachers,
anything and everything under the sun, moon and stars?
What are the mantras of our existence?
Are they nothing but our circular verses inside our brain box?
Are they everything that goes merry go round in our hearts?
Are they the feelings in our gut?
Are they our instincts and intuitions?
Are they the recordings from our extrasensorial parts?
The spiraling and colliding relationships,
with our stuff,
and our habits,
and our addictions,
and our convictions,
and our disciplines –
are they not our gurus?
What is your guru?
Who is your maestro?
Where are your teachers?
do you yoke?
Are you your own teacher?
Is it not within?
What does it take to boldly take hold?
Are you not the sovereign soul authority?
Are you not
and the ace?
Are you the you
that was dreamed
your power and prestige?
Is it time
and to be forever lifted?
By who, what, when and where will you be moved?
Is it time for you to be your guru?
*image by Norbert, Gertrude & Chuck