You will move blindly.
You will move slowly,
Lightly
To meet them.
Following with new senses;
Intuition sparking,
Illuminating the way.
Trust;
It takes much time and patience
For the wounded to
Open into love.
You will move blindly.
You will move slowly,
Lightly
To meet them.
Following with new senses;
Intuition sparking,
Illuminating the way.
Trust;
It takes much time and patience
For the wounded to
Open into love.
What is this madness you say?
It is being human,
It is this Thing we call life.
Embrace it
Or fight it.
For many a day
I confused being there for someone
With
Being a doormat.
Feel the difference
Between that which is actual
Or merely a reflectiom
By clearing the mind.
Sit in
Nonjudgmental stillness,
Observe and flow.
See that which is created by your mind
And breathe slower,
Go deeper into the stillness.
Feel the stillness expand.
Untie the knots that tether the mind in
One direction and dissipate.
See.
I give thanks to the many souls who have gone before,
Sharing their knowledge
Which They have expressed
Through
The art of living;
Pain, passion and love.
For those experiences and the courage,
The glorious
Might of love.
The wisdom
Born of them
has now,
in my life,
Given me hope.
One can decide to stay in the perpetual
Habit of fear
Or find your unique strength in that fear
And create something beautiful .
It is all within you.
I choose to
Arise each morning and live.
To stretch and breathe and love,
In honor
Not only of myself and loved ones
But
To honor those who are no longer with us.
She beckons
You;
Come hither,
Partake
In this fire
Of life
Within.
Drink well and deep the heat.
Now burst forth through
Those flames ignited and become
The dreams you
Left in slumber,
The dreams hidden from the others out of
Fear.
It is you.
You are the desire.
He is a phenomena,
A one and only.
And as the world that knocked him down
Keeps on going
She sees him rise ever so sure and steady,
And he keeps going,
And he keeps smiling,
And he keeps loving.