Awakened
With one look, one memory,
Into a spiral of dharma.
On destiny’s map, I found love
In molten rock,
Monuments and mountains,
Portals and raging waterfalls,
Testaments to the gods.
I found purpose
In bare feet,
Movement of muscles and the glow
Of exposed skin and deep breaths,
Pages upon pages of writings
On destiny and desire.
We stayed within our boxes, but
My walls were crumbling,
And sacred contracts became
Invisible lines. Freedom,
The true love that reaches her hand
Begging you to jump. Waiting,
Always waiting.
Always waiting.
Never leaving.
Yet while this world grows lighter,
Other walls grow stronger.
Somewhere in my silent reflections
On longing,
Duty became an impenetrable fortress,
No longer in my memory,
But deeply in yours.
While I’ve been harnessing power
Within,
Other sources are so freely given,
And invisible lines become stern ships
Making waves
That want to drown me.
I can no longer cross that line,
Nor will I submit to shame.
I took the hand of freedom,
Of LOVE
When I chose ME.
These boxes of separation
do not belong in my reality.
They’re designed to keep you apart
From who you really are,
What you really want,
And can last a lifetime if you let them.
(And you might.)-
But I’m done waiting.
I made my choice, long ago,
The moment I decided to come here
For love.
