my focussed horizon is where i see
past stories. lies about who we could be.
lifetime purpose of running away. free
to listen to nothing outside of me
because my body is a piece of source;
circular patterns chop paths back and forth.
what if you knew there is only one course?
learning. discovery. your own. self-worth.
i was born listening. words, sounds and sky.
abandon consent to embrace rebirth.
grip on to your truth and never ask why,
priceless advice in this mockery earth.
the sun dipped inside of me, lit my world.
head up and gazing. commitment unfurled.