No one speaks the truth
It is a knowing,
This a silence flowing and waiting for one to enter and submerge.
Beckoning.
Welcoming;
Releasing all to welcome all.
Truth is in the being not the speaking,
Listen.
Love. Stillness.
Shed what is known, therein lies what is.
Truth is merely a word created to capture and cage concrete reality which cannot
be held.
Thought is fluid.
Do not let them cage you with their words.
Our souls know the true beauty of our hearts
And minds.
Settle into the depths where there are no definitions
And observe that some are merely acting and repeating what they have been told is truth without thinking
While remaining disconnected from their own
Truth;
Their own love.
We are all merely finding our way back
However and whenever;
Immersed in the great design.
Love is light.
We are all born
with
Big love in our hearts.
Complete and bottomless.
We are perfect souls.
But some get trampled
And abandoned on this path,
This journey of life
And we learn to shrink love.
We hide it.
Bury it deep,
Or carry it in a cage keeping it separate
From our heart so as not to touch it
Directly.
But deny as you will,
You are stil love.
You are big, beautiful love.
And the work you do to try and hide it
Consumes every waking hour.
Every dream you dream.
Searching for love elsewhere.
Your love is good enough for you.
Open the cage
And put love back where it belongs
In your heart.
It
Wasn’t one big fall.
It was gradual.
A slight slip here.
A trip there.
Hands missing the railing,
Reaching and flailing.
Words left
Unattended,
Frightened inside.
Smiles left unshared.
Passing by averting eyes.
Little by little.
Skirting around the edges of hurt.
Vulnerabilities slowly
Caged and protected.
Until you found yourself
Eye
Level
With the
Dirt.
In this cage it does rage.
In this cage it does weep.
In this cage it will never sleep.
In this cage I must keep
This beating
Heart
Of mine.
Chole Into Diamonds 