Ak Adam Poet Free verse

Ancestors

Born of stardust to experience duality.
Should I thank my Ancestors for providing a path to me?

They say sweet baby don't you cry.
But I don't know how to lie.
They say an empty vessel makes too much noise.
But I don’t know how to fill it with my voice.

They say look before you leap.
But I am afraid I will fall in too deep.
They say seek the daily truth.
But I am afraid it won't suit.

They say the tone of your voice speaks louder than your words.
But I have an amplifier with me to be heard.
They say an ounce of protection is worth a pound of cure.
But I have none of the symptoms for sure.
They say listen to your heart's melody.
But I have a brain to follow my heresy.

They say temper your ego for it does not know divine timing.
But I love me being me in finding.
They say put your best foot forward.
But I love to read books with no foreword.
They say explore all paths and leave no stone unturned.
But I love to get lost in the woods in turns.

They say a rolling stone gathers no moss.
But I proclaim so do the stones that cost.
They say temper your ignorance, superstition and fear.
But I proclaim to be present here to be rid of fear.
They say being part is being whole.
But I proclaim everything is the same in the blackhole.
They say push the envelope
But I proclaim it is better first to say hello.

They say listen to your heart and intuition.
But I seek the proper instructions.
They say don't stop believing.
But I seek fulfilled living.
They say wrap your troubles in dreams and dream them away.
But I seek clarity when I am awake.

They say see the true colors and hear the true sounds.
I now know that is the source of true surrounds.
They say time shall heal all wounds.
I now know patience is a key to making mounds.
They say all is well that ends well.
I now know there is no journey, it's all destinations.

They say bridge the gap.
I go to formless from form.
They say inform yourself to reform yourself.
I go into the void where there is no self.
They say better late than never.
I go where there is no time.

Thank you for holding the truths and sowing tender love.
Now it's my turn to shine the light and reap tenderly in the Gardens of Thoughts.

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