I've invited myself to finally be real
I've invited myself to let go of stuff I held on for so long
Stuff of sorrow
Stuff of pain
Stuff of doubts
I was stuffed with bouts
of unhappiness,
Lots of sadness.
Misperceptions
and misdirection
Yet through all the pain
and given self blame
this ego swept
and with a clouded will I wept
until it no longer wished to be kept
alive and growing,
this suffering got tired of brewing
and so it became freed
as I now feel free,
as i now feel the breeze
through this night that feels like such ease
Ahhh such love in my heart
and I am glad this journey I have confronted and became part
of this growing experience,
What amazingness, i feel contingent
upon this dance i played
to learn what is not love and
eventually be able to appreciate
the way
of love and tenderness,
of grace and divine perfect-ness
Is that a word? It doesn't matter...
language is just language
it is the heart connected
that truly matters.
To be gentle with one another and pray
for all of us to return to the place where we can play
like a child and feel the freedom to be
in a place of singing quite happily.
In a place of loving
quite lovingly.
Everything that is not love eventually brings us to love, each and each given time more and more sweetly and lovingly.
