The rise and fall
the rise and fall of life
At dawn we soar at noon we stumble
life in the shadows
the piercing through one’s mind,
have you yet learned to differentiate the peaks of love from the sparks of lust?
the mud the dust, the smell of cow stool smeared in your walls what for? If not to keep the foundation of your home… Steady.
Study, explore, and express
the light that comes through the cracks of a sealed window…
Tell them the dogs howl when a Black widow doesn’t mourn
And tell them some cut off their legs to save their heads…
Tell them it’s better to get lost and find yourself than be owned
Oh tell them my voice is my wings, and like the butterfly, I too must fight my battles
Struggle is the rise and fall
Not a riddle, not a puzzle it’s being alive and living
Home sick? Or are you longing? Belonging here and there… Do you see how you float? You fit in wherever you lay your head
So go ahead and breathe it’s a daily thing to set oneself free
Free mind body and soul come back to yourself its here you belong deeply rooted…
with your roots planted be fruitful with kindness
The ground you sleep on will one day become the ground you sleep in…
Oh my darling, is it life you worry about? Something so fleeting? What more assurance do you need but the unassisted ability to inhale air through your nose?
you are here…