By D.H. Lawrence
When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego,
And we escape like squirrels turning in the cages of our personality
and get into the forests again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright
but things will happen to us
so that we don't know ourselves.
Cool, unlying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taught with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power
and old things will fall down,
we shall laugh, and institutions will curl up like burnt paper.
I see this is a piece on initiation; getting out of our heads and the common world, into the forest, up the mountain. Let in the change, the vast unknown, the "cool, unlying life," and then the "institutions" of your life will come tumbling down.
What "old things" will you let fall down?
When is the moment of change for you?
The time is now.