Power seeker seeking empowerment

[naturesflow]

My observations from loss of mine
See the face of unloving kind
Who stress their spirit grandeur known
And who cannot see their hidden home

The power pocket seeking blind
Felt in them, they think they shine
But all the while in their seeking path
They push up hard, to protect their yard

Empowerment always knowing them
The power hidden in their den
They cannot know, because their unknown
Seeks and pushes power home

No power source will Grace their land
While unknown sources break the bands
Of others in their way of home
No power source will break this throne!


Misfit Kings in black they are
Weathered by their hidden scars
Delight and swear they are aware
In loving gracious care by far


But toss them in their ring of fire
See them come alive in desire
To build empowerment, forge their wild
Little do they see their file

The akashic file staring in my face
Showing me the open trace
Where I am looking, seeing them
As myself when I was in that den

No lion tamer they can be
Until the fire is put out to see
As I watch them move and sway
Rock their bottom, their core this day

I sit back and observe and see that roar
Settle in my deepest core
Open, never losing sight
Of my empowerment
In their power and might

My core it smiles and knows them through
Even as they cannot move
Into the flesh where karma shows
The hidden broken heart not sewed

Yet in my heart where no power reigns
Is only love so gracefully tamed
I let them beat upon their brows
Forge the path of broken vows

While I retain and love those parts
In myself, empowerment lasts
No dregs remain in my peace
This for them is their own heat

I simply sit back and watch them beat
Upon the drum of spirits call
My own awake it doesn't stall
It listens gently to this fall

It listens deeper, where they cannot hear
It listens watches spirit near
Enlisting bands and widths of known
The heart and ear of the seekers home

Calling to itself a way
To open up their spirit play
Not the human modelled form
But essence of the emptiness torn

Where everything and nothing roams
As one in loving restful home..