Sometimes Faith
Is all that holds me
When despair knocks at my door
Anxiety burdens my core
Overwhelm beckons my soul
Inability drowns my existence
Sometimes
In those moments
Life the enforcer
Pushing us to pause
The unknown is the abyss
But the unseen becomes wings
Parallel opponents
Synchronized components
Cyclical Muse
That carries me over
One more day
I Believe
In the curves of a feather
In the breath of a wind
In the Allie’s on a street
Grounded country feet
Beyond turbulent sorrows
Into most peaceful waters
Is where you’ll find my mind
At ease
Because love is peace
Creating your own peace in turbulent times 🕊️🫶🏽
Heal your mother wound
Be bold, blossom and bloom
Get over your own scorn
Transcend and mourn
Revive and be more
Heal your father scars
So they don’t become prison bars
It’s easy to blame
But much more fulfilling to aim
For a better version
Of what you should actually believe
The life you are entitled to live
Rivers Flow
Water is never stagnant
Make your life glow
Knowing you’ll never have
The same moment twice
You can always make
Future moments better
Sometimes
If you pause
Take a deep breath
Inhale gratitude, abundance, strength, forgiveness, and love
Exhale greed, lacking, unable, grudges, and hate
You live a lot more peaceful
To experience life at its fullest
Extasy resounding vigilance
Commotion diverting distortion
Chaotic organized emotion
Contortion flexible corrosion
sometimes extreme
sometimes unseen
subtle whisper in loud forms
To experience life in all its words
cutting wedges into pores
osmotic permeable roles
You must dare to open that one door
You must dare to live outside the “norm”
The ripple of a pebble
to a tiny insect
undeniable misery
The ripple of a landslide
sunami to the Human landline
the troubles of some
are struggles to others
catastrophic events
different levels
different pebbles
never permanent
it all cycles
Moments are not lifetimes
Lifetimes are not moments
Your pile of moments
Creates a lifetime
You are a prisoner of a lifetime
Not realizing your freedom
Is in every moment
you get to breath
Run
Walk
Crawl
Fly
Sometimes roll
Sometimes no movement at all
This non linear life we live
Human experiences
Thoughts of wonder
Thoughts of ponder
What is trash to some
is a treasure to others
what is stress to some
is a blessing to another
the eye of the beholder
holding so many internal convenient truths
Point one finger
and four-point back
the alchemy of life
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