The journey,
The pathway,
The road
Is filled
with blocks
and rubble...
The accumulated
mind
of many lifetimes.
We must
clear the path
To walk again
Through clear,
uncluttered dimensions.
Leave the pretensions and
The masks to fade away.
Shine the light in the darkness
So you can see the way
Remove the weights
of your burdened heart
And know the part you play.
Walk, walk life's highest way.
Naome 2005
Monday, October 22, 2007
Breezes at Dawn
Finding
her rhythm
had been a long
and dangerous journey.
She travelled...
beyond the streets of oppression,
the valley of inauthenticity,
the forest of despair, the river of regret
and the desert of self judgment.
She crossed the sea of change,
the mountains of transformation
and finally, she arrived!
In the meadow of possibility
she claimed her life song...
Shiloh Sophia McCloud 2004
her rhythm
had been a long
and dangerous journey.
She travelled...
beyond the streets of oppression,
the valley of inauthenticity,
the forest of despair, the river of regret
and the desert of self judgment.
She crossed the sea of change,
the mountains of transformation
and finally, she arrived!
In the meadow of possibility
she claimed her life song...
Shiloh Sophia McCloud 2004
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