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the cosmos of me

May 29, 2014 by  
Filed under Awakening, Poetry

I was blind
thinking I could find
answers in my Mind
what kind of things
reside there
bare walls
stalls filled with
information
a depository
repository of information
gathered
forced in
adopted and sought
never growing
the new
never before seen
hues of
infinite creativity

i need to drain
my brain
refrain from being anyone
or anything
just be
NoBody
pitch out the door
and ditch the stories
of Me
all the reasons
i feel this way and that
my perspectives
the clutter
keeping my rudder
going around and around
in endless circles

my revolution
my evolution
needs to be
free of the Me
i created

LIFE
is always alive
coming to
and through me
as me
can I but become
without
attempting …
and trying…
to just BE…
me

the seed
planted
grows into a tree
knowing
it will be nurtured
supported
by LIFE itself
knowing which way the sun is
where to extend itself
the blueprint
in which it grows into
freely yet
a one of a kind
unique tree
oak redwood apple pear
nothing to compare it to
me too

I am a seed
planted into this dimension
given my own directions
knowing which way to go
when i get out of my own way
creativity arising from
within
ideas creations invitations
to the most exciting dance
ever danced before
the door is always open
am I coming in
do I see the space
in which only
my face is painted
lights glowing and flowing
streaming towards me
inviting me home again
into myself
where NoBody exists
the blank slate
on which I can create my life
free of the stories
fed to me
of all I “could be”
free of
the seeking
the longing
the searching
living the songs
which were never mine

inside the black holes
creation lingers
spinning galaxies
fingers embracing
infinite possibilities
which I alone can dance with
openly
freely
me
a new cosmos

only when I let go
of all that I am
can i become
all I can be
merging
with LIFE
flowing through me
living my blueprint
playing my unique music
through the vessel I am
singing my unique songs
my uniqueness
inspiring creativity
beyond compare
because I no longer care

knowing
only
I
can live
this moment
authentically
as the cosmos
I am
as the
LIFE
I am
breathes me
into eternity
No-body
free free free
finally
being
itself

the morgasmic cosmos of me …..
magical orgazmic regeneration …

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