by default
since birth
we are utterly
blinded
when it comes to
our grasp of the
higher frequencies
of the world’s shift
so much angst
friends and fam
reminiscent of the
virus era
striking focus
on the live
affairs of the
elite
we forget
to look inside
our precious
lives
any problems
we ever have
with choices
of others
reflect
the issues
in our very
own mind
frustration
retaliation
conflict
within
as above
so below
our thoughts
manifest
choose peace
Flash of colors
Soft heavy fabric
Featherlike feel
Running nose yet stationary
Metal feeling on the tongue
Glass vial full of warm liquid
Sip through a cool straw
Bitterness the road to health
Escape in spotless linen
Stay under get a rest
Water levels reduced
Burning in fingertips
Eyelids too heavy to blink
Just a temporary feeling
Crushing on my body
Test to be passed
Lesson to be learned
Listening to be allowed
Step inside
Open the doors
Recharge the cells
Unblock the stream
Healing energy flow
Ready to burst
All over
Peace again
Lost & newly found
Back to life’s joys
Standing at a cross
Pebbles on the road
Digging into my soles
Looking out for a sign
Open fields and tall grass
As far as the eye can see
Shall not turn back now
Past has dissapeared
Only future in the ether
The wind picks up suddenly
Bringing seeds of change
On its broad shoulders
The dove appeared
Carrying a leaf of laurel
On its fluffy white wings
Released it at my feet
Hovered above the head
Softly touching my hair
Choosing to follow the dove
Wherever it takes me
I took it was my sign
The birdie took me places
I could not have imagined
Finding doors to my heart
Picking me up when I felt low
It chirpped about love and hope
When need be it comes with me
On the path I found love
That makes peace and doves
Free wild and intuitive
Walking on
Peace
Distracted to the raw bone
Past time on a mobile phone
What’s up what’s coming down
Mid age crisis of a wealthy town
Groups of people on their feet
Speaking their voice walk the street
Facing the narrative of the mass
Thousands of beings on the grass
Peaceful but with a boiling blood
Emotions pent up in the gut
Clogged up arteries now getting fit
Fast food chains covered with spit
Essentials like drugs smokes and wine
The game in which supermarkets shine
Little mum and dad’s shop on the brink
Extinction of the man who dares to think
Something bad stinks fishy and rotten
Power went to head of those who forgotten
The beauty of life in its former glory
To serve its people through love not gory
High fly the dove together with the wise owl
