Noise, static, expectations.
I am noticing the bluntness of our
And the dust accumulating on our
Isn’t the simple fact that
we are a Life,
a reason to celebrate each
molecule, laugh, and tear?
Have we grown so far removed
Passions, Gifts, and Purpose
that we only notice that something
when our Spirit is on its last breath,
mustering the energy to send out its
final alarm of discord,
hoping it’ll be the one that will
what we thought was Living,
and awaken to a Wolf in Life’s clothing.
It’s not our fault we close the door on our Spirit,
all we wanted was to Live
how we thought we should be Living.
And the greatest quest we can take,
requires a leap of childlike faith,
to acknowledge the discord,
the key to unlocking the door.
Embracing our inner Self,
we will never let our Selves go again.
For the simple fact that we are
breathing, loving, and being,
Is the sign that we were searching for,
to reunite with our neglected Spirit,
and to Live each moment with our
childlike eyes of love, creativity, and passion.
How we thought we should be Living,
was really what we’ve known since our first heart beat,
before the noise, complexity, and expectations.
Our inner truth is so
radically in Love.
That once you find it’s voice,
the discord turns into the most
beautiful, energetic symphony.
The music of truly living
is a never-ending,