Let Us Be Free

Let us be…. Let us be cast by winds holding on to nothing but each other’s company swaying this way and that, displaying our fragile brittle states, seasonal winds lashing us up and down, sun baking our skin, and rain stirring our moods waiting for the weather to bring us back together. Beware how subtle the undercurrent; our blood and sweat feeding that fermented material stream. Oblivion upon which we have chastised ourselves to and offered up our mortal bodies for more to die for. Let us be ….. Let us be bred and reared to be unmanufactured letting nothing come between you and I in a sweeter harmony as unprocessed gifted spirits unleashing natural expressions of growth. Be ready for malevolent forces encroach, sneaking in to exploit every inch of our personal sphere desperate to replace any natural act, with a loaded critical saw poised to fell us down, conspiring, preying on choices competing to own more of our interactions as ammunition to be sold as a privilege towards our becoming shredded to dust. Beware as it could be…but it doesn’t have to be Let us be free…. For our inner forms are not mechanical or symmetrical nor do they all conform to a system’s algorithm. So, stop letting us be cast us against each other as divisible targets against our communal spirited spheres. Rather, untie the illusory exterior mask and grow flowers from buds like trees from seeds, find abundance in correspondence. The real image of you and I resides in joy and relief as the ancient light is held in soil and leaf maybe dissolved in sweeter composition kissing and stimulating at our roots, licking healing shared wounds as love desires.