Many are so blinded by their own fears
They cannot hear nor see the
True danger;
Loss of truth.
Many are so blinded by their own fears
They cannot hear nor see the
True danger;
Loss of truth.
We are stepping on sacred soil,
The blood and bones of those gone before
Beneath the soles of our feet.
Breathe in and out every breath thankful for the moment;
Breathing sacred air.
We,
Still
Exchanging breaths of love and loss with our ancestors
As the wind caresses this earth;
Tenderly touching our skin.
Listen to the sacred song.
Be aware,
Be present and heed the true call.
The answer is always love.
They punish her in their silent ways.
After she has spoken up,
After she is exhausted.
The ones she loves most.
Unapologetically,
Indirectly
Forgetting.
She is soft to them,
She is weak.
She knows she has been taken advantage of,
Manipulation in their pious suffering
Pulling at her heart.
She bends,
She sways.
To be there when the weight is so heavy
On her.
She moves ever so slowly.
They know
She has yet to speak and then
It leaves her mind as to why;
She cries.
She cannot be who they think she should be in
Their false strength
And the lights go out.
The thirst for knowledge,
In its truth,
Does
At no time
Take
Offense.
I find myself
Wandering in the densest
Forest.
Without a sound I lay myself down
In the moss, the twigs, the leaves
And I breathe.
I am them and they are me,
The earth,
The stars,
This air.
And that has to be enough in this moment
For I hang on silently,
The merest
Particle
Brushing my fingertips;
As this air strums my
Out of tune heart,
Strings stretched to snap.
Thump.
As my heartbeat slows i am
Reimmersed;
Securely wrapped
In the cocoon;
The womb, The tomb.
In stillness I become the miraculous healing.
All else is released but love.
In a gasp of breath reborn;
Nothing remains to mourn.
I am.
Those who take time
To watch the Eagle soar
Need no other medicine.
You
Keep me coming around.
Whispering my name
Between
Heartbeats.
Tracing our
Silhouette
In the bliss.
Just close enough to feel.
This
Sublime connection
Drifting in the dream state.;
An ethereal union that began before flesh
Within infinite gravity;
Singularity.
Most state firmly they wish for peace and love
Yet they argue at every opportunity
As to what this means;
The turmoil within thrown onto others.
Internal peace and love is the path;
Stillness within emanates outward unbound.
This is the individual’s work.
Listen.
She entered the dark night of her soul willingly.
Alone.
Now her spark and
unwavering light
she has become,
Emerging unshakable.
She became the stillness.
They can say whatever they wish as
It is all in their minds.
And these words of breath,
They disappear uppon utterance
Only held in the space of the mind if one so wishes.
So
Release
And find peace in
The being
Of
Self;
Holy.