The angel held me close inside, she said now now, don’t cry.
Your life has been blessed, for the lessons have been met,
and your learning to show your glow.
For we all have that weight, of the timeliness that did create,
and hold us in the place,
of the debris of the race,
Who didn’t know,
That life force, of the source, to coarse,
to reveal to heal,
That lost spark to your own heart.

Inside you hear, that voice so clear, telling you don’t let go.
I have lots to grow,
I’m telling you this is so,
yelling oh No !!
Wait listen,
see if its true,
are any of those thoughts, you?
Did you talk to yourself true?
Crying the tears of the dying,
who will I Be if I’m not me ?
Heaviness of the weight,
bearing down on the ones who create,
the humanness, denseness darkness, of the personhood.

But then I see the spirit in me connecting to the divine,
knowing that I’m just fine,
and immortal I Be with divinity 🤍💛🤍