Another piece of plain poetry that rhymes with the insanity of being free

The literal meaning of absolve is to loosen up or to clarify,

it has nothing to do with the 'concept' of sin.

Competition is another concept often misunderstood

it is not about defeating to win or to prove what 'should'.

It is rather a symptom of the need for cooperation

a way of imagining the world by asking what one could.

What one could do, be, or is

is only up to the one who does, becomes, and is.

Life is a time frame between birth and death.

Mind is a space between matter and shape.

What appears is more than what it is

and what it is, always appears more than what it really is.

Happiness when stretched to its limits, snaps into bliss,

while suffering is just the change

that is attached to the need for peace.

What is there to disbelieve

when there is nothing to agree?