I carry in my knees
The weight of the world on my shoulders
I carry those
Whom I do not perceive as capable
Of travelling their own road.
Lifetimes have I stood here in this ego space
Guru to seekers whom I saw as weak.
Weak calls to weak!
How fragile then my sense of Spirit
How little trust
Exhale uncertainty and deep conceit
Empty my knees of pain,
Of other people’s luggage
Free of charge