Memories
Oh memories.
Why must you haunt me;
Echoing in the hallow chambers
Of my heart?
Be free.
Be free,
Leaving room
For me to
Welcome
New loves.
Memories
Oh memories.
Why must you haunt me;
Echoing in the hallow chambers
Of my heart?
Be free.
Be free,
Leaving room
For me to
Welcome
New loves.
In the journey of freeing the mind
One must not only question frequently
Actions and beliefs one disagrees with
But
Most
Often
These ideas one does
Agree with.
Deeper and deeper we must go into self
To see truth beyond the truths imprinted within without question.
Stillness.
Tearing our own eyes out
To avoid the truth.
Stumbling and fumbling,
Grabbing anything we can out of desperation Including others as we fall to the ground.
Fear.
And the truth is still there
No matter that we choose to believe
Someone has blinded us.
We are allowing it of our own free will.
The great return to self awareness and intuition;
The reacquaintance in the depths of you
Of your true loves and passions can be scary
But man is it freeing and beautiful.
You are beauty itself; infinite love.
Free yourself.
We cannot change the past
But we certainly can make sure we send nothing but love
Into the future.
We can refuse to continue throwing
Hate and anger into the future for the children to clean up.
We are here and we are now.
We are not living anyones life but our own.
We are here and now.
What can we do in the here and now to love?
Forgive. Honor. Cherish. Listen.
We can refuse to throw debris and the weight of hate forward into little hearts and hands
To catch.
We lay it down here.
We let it go now
So they may be free;
Have room to
Hold, love, carry and help.
Enough
Is enough.
Accept we are enough and they too are enough.
Love is enough.
Loving hearts, loving minds and loving actions.
Some will see the beautiful light of another soul,
Who loves unhidden,
And they will be consumed by self,
Pointing out and focusing only on the shadows cast.
Do not be disheartened for they themselves are in A dark place and have not looked within Themselves to see their own beautiful light.
Keep shining ;
Keep loving unattached to their words and definitions.
Do not remain trapped in a human mind made prison.
You are enough as are they.
You have always been free.
You are free.
She is a wave
But not of the ocean,
She is
The wind that
Moves the ocean and creates the waves;
Nobody sees.
And so she goes
And on she goes.
A song,
A breath,
A breeze.
The twinkle in a star that catches your eye.
The very air itself.
And on she goes.
And so she goes
Free.
Many a daydream
Entertains
My mind.
And I dream and I dream and i wake,
And I dream and I dream and i live.
And in all this many a muse enters my heart.
Swiftly the hours pass
Yet lovely thoughts,
When they consume me
Capture my affection
Diverting my attention.
Time does slow and all I know
Is myself left wandering
In creation.
The heart does love much upon the realization it is
Free and limitless to do as it pleases.
Honor each soul.
Release your grasp on who you think they should be and
Set yourself free.
Set them free.
I am most certainly lost;
Yet neither have I felt so utterly free
Nor
Safe until now.