The poetry of emotions
The poetry of the emotion, and feelings of life,
was it a strife?
It led me to a life, lived in loves expression, caressing,
telling me I know it’s a blessing.
If you just listen, creator speaks to you, to me, to all of us,
coincidences I’m told are not bold,
sometimes there subtle to, from a feather or a stain with a name engraved in a game.
Is your shadow walking, talking, telling the lies of the hive mind.
Why can’t you see, how you be, are you ready to face this shadow too, the one that resides in you?
Subconsciously waiting sometimes baiting, laying real low, in the vibe,
waiting to be lifted and gifted,
to be acknowledged it’s true there all the thoughts in you.
Find the remedy the cure for you to get to the pure.
Shadow works not easy, it’s harder than you think,
it’s had practice , it’s not going without a fight it will give it, all its might!
Do no harm along your way 😁😉😘

Comments
So interesting to read x
😘😘