Caught in a story of how it used to be
without this binding
lost
back in time to move forward again
many times over…i have been here
tug of war
stitched to the core
transplanted from one story to another
farther faster stronger further
discovering the combination to this secret lock
squinting
its just to bright
i can not see....
The compass points
TRUTH
What do you believe yourself to be?
Guide me to the place that has no words
Leave this body
take it all in...rise up...fill me up
dissolve to form again
break free to find structure
gaze into until you See
seer being seen…always forever seeing
cut the thread and unravel this tangle
You are not what you think you are.....
This path
traveled and traveling
touching worlds that reside beneath the layers of the skin
I can see You
pure essence
as i grow into
Ultimate Truth
sing song….sing out loud…sing me a song
god can you hear me
There is a new story in the making...
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