My stride is long
I’m stepping out
Beyond projection’s gaze
Assumption’s trailing
Out of sight
Stumbling over a phrase
Doubt is packed
With worry and fear
And posted non-return
Potential’s cup
Now overflows
Possibilities at every turn
Choices float
Just within reach
I’ve stuffed my pockets full
My head held high
I ebb and flow
With the Universe’s pull
To build with desire
A life that’s all mine
To build with true purpose
My energetic design
To reflect the moon beams
And to bathe in its light
To reflect on my past
Yet keep the present in sight
To experience true wholeness
Being held by my heart
To experience with intensity
The life, I wish to impart
To believe in the goodness
That bestows humankind
To believe I have courage
That I’m truly aligned
To create with intention
Be the true architect
To create with abundance
All that I deem, to expect
Skipping through the fields
Of all of her dreams
She ran with abandon
Through the familiar scenes
Wonderful memories
All flooded the plain
Of the moonlit landscape
Of her imagined terrain
Across streams of lucidity
She transcended dimensions
Reaffirming her desires
She aligned her intentions
Accompanied by souls
Of a higher vibration
She healed the wounds
Of a past separation
Limitless possibilities
Permeated her skin
Revealing her purpose
Her true knowing within
Lift the anchor and set sail
The seas will hold you afloat
See the intangible on the horizon
Aboard your magnificent dreamboat
Don’t be a victim to circumstance
Your judgement, not the slightest bit flawed
Your experience, previously sailed waters
The Universe stands to applaud
In complete suspension; doctrine dissolved
Our integrity our integral second skin
The intention to live life fearlessly
The real purpose without and within
With anticipation and hope
Watching from the side line
It’s only thinking creating
A different outcome each time
What is my heart’s desire?
What do I really want?
Does it help to rewrite
In a totally new font?
There are no rights or wrongs
That is so plain to see
Where is the clarity of reason?
The real purpose of me?
So much time has been wasted
On just doing and re-doing
Without a satisfying outcome
It is with love, I need wooing
My ideals and my design
Becoming clear in my heart
Who are the movers and shakers?
To share my new start?
Stepping off the start line
No longer scared, win or lose
Knowing there’s only this moment
No fixed direction to choose
Appearances suggest, it is closed and is sealed
It’s structure distorted, completely piecemealed
Movement restricted, there’s no room to breathe
The mind is immobile, held tight in a sheath
Voices, repetitive, dictate what can be
An absence of others, no lock and no key
Function reduced to a steadfast routine
Buoyant by sugar and shots of caffeine
A never-ending circle, is how life is viewed
The measure of success, is how much you’ve accrued
A knowing, a niggle, that this can’t just be it
Awakening to the truth, beyond all the bullshit
A moment of seeing the scale of the con
We’ve been treated like puppets for way, way too long
A new earth is upon us, it’s here for us all
It’s for us to embrace, it is time to stand tall
Start questioning, start searching to find your own voice
Don’t identify with form; it’s to you to make that choice
Let go of your chatter, it’s a foe, not a friend
Our purpose is this moment, that’s the real godsend
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