Know you are utterly, perfect

Are you a slave to routine?

Or a slave to your mind?

Or a slave to the fears

That now riddle mankind?

 

Those invisible shackles

Are locked only by thought

Fictitious, limiting beliefs

Of which many are taught

 

Surrender takes courage

A lengthening of stride

A desire to be better

To encompass, not divide

 

Are you only counting days

Of a life, to get through?

Anxiety pandemic

Acquiring more, a virtue

 

Wake up from your sleep!

Seize the present; it’s a gift

Know you are utterly, perfect

Then start to heal your own rift

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Limiting Beliefs

Did you thank them?

Yes, I thanked them

For having me over for tea

I was polite and well-mannered

Are you now proud of me?

 

Did you ask me?

No, sorry, I didn’t

Have I now let you down?

Tell me, how should I emote?

So I can unfurl your frown

 

What have you done?

I don’t know?

I don’t know how I should grow

If I step outside of your box

How was I meant to know?

 

Mind your manners!

But I had a question

Didn’t mean to overbear

My personality remoulded

Difficult to breathe my own air

 

You’re not wearing that!

Why, because I stand out

In the wrong way?

Who is it, you think

I should be today?