To Be Brough Into Being
Why?
For I choose to not be blinded;
I pass pretences,
the periphery of parameters of People and Life
and the Illusions we wrap ourselves in.
Variables become Limitations when the cloak is too tightly woven
Lest it be a veil
Clearer to See.
Lonely and willingly
I shattered through darkness and unholy actions
[unsure you would believe it]
I Drowned and hurt
in places within, that I didn't know existed
I fearfully bathed like angels do
..to Purify my Intentions
[It takes all you've got]
..to Own my Actions
[It takes Truth, the Whole Truth, and nothing but the Truth]
..to Choose.
[..not for me, but for the betterment of the world]
..to Re-Build with Love and Acceptance
k i n d n e s s
Humbly, mindfully and carefully
Not because that's the only way
however, it is MY way.
My Purpose
I have seen roads end and new ones being built;
Repetition is cornering the foundation yet again,
rewriting and unfolding unto itself, thus deemed to be, AGAIN,
Expecting a different ending, for Nothing
Isn't that the definition of insanity?
I wouldn't say that it is wrong per se
we all believe different
I see a way through, though
owning up to the demands we place on each other
Honesty, Acceptance, Respect, Empathy
Self worth, Self Awareness, Self Insight
with Love.
And Love alone.
Copyright © Skye Awenborn | Year Posted 2022
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