What weights you down
Is not an anchor
When your hands are full
Your heart is empty
Your brain is blinded
Your intuition sidelined
You can’t receive
If you don’t let go
Of what weights you down
To release
Is to receive, and be freed
The flower bloomed
Because of dirt
Through shit and gloom
Because of hurt
The more dirt some threw
The more the flower grew
Some called it dirt
The flower called it fertilizer
Than went on to Bloom
Winter to Spring
Spring to Summer
Summer to Fall
Fall to Spring
Clockwise, Counterclockwise
Seeds Bloom
Seasons Change
Time Flies
Nothing Changes
Everything Changes
Tragedy~Triumph
Death~Birth
Mourn~Celebrate
Life Happens
Ready or Not
Regardless
Do Life Anyway and Regardless
A word is a note
That can write a song
Heal a scar
Mend the broken
Your thoughts are words
Through intentions you speak
What your third eye sees
Your silence can speak
Mind your thoughts
Mind your words
Gratitude Permeates
Through the nothing works for me
Or the perception of a “bad day”
It is a sour solemn moment after all
Not a Day
Gratitude Liberates
Through the engulfing of labeled bad streaks
Through the realization of so many peaks reached
You realize it is not breached perception
A descending constipation
But instead a permeable liberation
To appreciate what actually is
Because Gratitude Liberates
Abundantly
Wrong or Right?
Right or Wrong?
Can start a war
Can break a child
Can create friction
Can cause addiction
Wrong or Right?
Right or Wrong?
If you have to be Wrong or Right
Can you be Right or Wrong?
Who would be Wrong or Right?
What remains?
If you are not in?
You will be out?
Then you are simply happy
at peace, content, awake, present
choiceless is a choice
The past holds clues
Perhaps a different view
History repeats itself
and if we are willing to
silence, listen, feel, touch, see, taste, smell, submerge
we may learn, heal, feel, and emerge
Perhaps a different view
The past holds clues
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