Stumbling, mumbling Distracted Nothing comes out The way I like it Not today Normally in flow Perhaps I struggle letting go Of old and new ways Of the familiar Of the safe Patience must be deployed In its place I learn more every day Of what it means to be What it means to see Beyond the facade Beyond the shapes Nothing seems straightforward Everything rests Like pauses and white blank spaces It feels too intense Yet it’s real, without pretence. That for sure, is a value I possess. It doesn’t quite fit In a world like this Unless a new one Is being made to match Like a flame being lit Making fumes as they drift Catching pieces of the past with it Clearing way for a new life A new insight. A death A rebirth A gift We stumble and fall While others laugh They look so small While we walk like giants in their midst Things are upside down You must wring the truth out Like a dirty cloth In need of a firm fist Apply some pressure Use some strength Rest a while, surrender Then rise like a swallow full of grace Soak up the gentle breeze Feel the sun kiss your cheeks, your hair, your face When dawn comes you’ll be free Of the chains that used to be No need to resist It’s never felt so good to exist
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No need to resist, it's never felt so good to exist. 🙏🏼
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