Our humanness
The culmination of knocks and blows
Others fallen, hidden with woes
Insecure, afraid, locked in
Entangled messy loving wings
The human heart
In its human ways
Struggles and weeps
Every single day
Born into this messy Love game
The sensitive empath is torn and slain
By lovers, love, unloving, unloved
This earthly game
A chaotic train
We choose to unplug
We want, desire
Imperfections run rife
Comparisons, impressions
Creating much strife
All for the sake of love we say!
All for the sake of fitting in every day!
All for the sake
Of an unloved nest
Within the pain
Of this broken mess
In the stand alone walk
Where one never projects or takes
Emptiness sees and feels what’s fake
What’s lacking, what’s missing
What’s moving in between
The energies and makeup
Of others in these streams
When your empty of self
In these old loving ways
Not contained or missing
There is only one way
To fill up and be overflowing
Where the world cannot bend
Cannot take, cannot falter
Cannot shake up your den
It is through the grace of spirit
Reconnection to true source
Where love no longer bears
The pain of its humanness
Their is nothing to compare
Their is nothing that will move you
From the centre of this state
Where ones humanness and spirit
Merge with their fate
In becoming one with you
As the union within
Where bliss ever present
Shines both these wings
Not as one or the other
But as one fully formed
Fully accepted
Mind/body born
Born into spirit
Born over again
Sourcing new life
In an aged timeless den
Letting go of the vessel
Letting it go, to become
A most beautiful flower
Enlightened as one..
A beautiful arrangement
Where the spirit rides high
Never faltering
Never falling
Always guided
By the minds eye
Always nestled in spirit
As it’s loving open arms
The humanness no longer
Causing it harm
Our individual suffering
Becomes one with it all
Others in suffering
Is ours as we fall
Without separation
We cannot move away
From the pain of others
That recognises the play
We as the creators
Have created with them
All of us together
Signal this den
So what is yours is mine
Until it no longer is
The greater face
Of suffering
Becomes, one as we dig
As we seek
As we find
As we come to know
The spirit nature
Leading
Our humanness flow
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Free from all thought of “I” and “mine”, that man finds utter peace. ~Bhagavad Gita
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