Even though it may look as though it is all crumbling before our eyes
What is truly dissolving is the illusion, the false construct,
And what we are really being invited to
Is a falling into the openness of our magnificent authority
Consciousness is our primary nature
And our humanity must be born from that
Or else we forget and become beguiled by the maze
That twists us and triggers us and drags us into fear
This is it, the time of undoing, no going back
Friend, hold on to your innermost
Hold true to what is true
Don’t allow yourself to fall prey to your own mind
As it grabs and shouts and screams
As it springs into righteousness or judgment
Let it burn
Let it burn what is false
And find a way to stay
With what is not false.
- Image by Patrizia08 from Pixabay
I appreciate how your poetry dives deeper than just my mind, and reverberates as something that is boundless...
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