There is no point in talking to you
I heard them say…
What I really heard was
You just speak the truth
Should I apologize
for my lack of humor…
When it really feels adding to
endless lies we keep telling ourselves
It doesn’t make sense
I heard them say…
What I really heard was
Just say exactly what I want to hear
The time for the heart to sing
its song aloud is ripe
Either you listen
or then silence will speak volumes
The song just keeps rhyming within
The silent revolution
will bring parallel lines intersecting
We are meant to walk on our own
That’s how we find our tribe
The warrior tribe
binding invisible hands
assisting each other
in this intricate
yet well-designed journey
of truth
authenticity
and a lack of deceit
Note: This poem has come from my comment on this post by Sue Dreamwalker of Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary. She has been a deep inspiration and companion for all these blogging years, enlightening and lightening my spiritual and human journey of living with as much truth and authenticity that becomes available in my capacity.
I am very grateful for your continued visits on my previous post while I went on a break. I am yet to find my way to your work that I so love visiting whole-heartedly. I am feeling overwhelmed/sluggish with picking up the momentum of several threads into this new year. You do know I get there eventually, slow and steady I will be there 🙂
Just for fun:
Some of my previous work with similar titles/themes
Infinite Living 