Posted on April 13, 2014

Energy from the tree
Hovers over me
So I sit here, quiet
Atop a number 3.
The moon shines upon us
Uncovering that
Which I deeply wish
To no longer fight.
Shining from above
Shimmering from below
I see it a million times over
Within the river,
the moon flows.
“Everything’s ok”
They’re telling me.
The tree, the moon and the river.
“All you have to do is, just let it be.”
I know all too well
That I create these feelings
Of sadness, of anger
Of “stop judging me.”
But can we not just live & love,
Just let it be?
“Of course you can dear soul
It’s what you, yourself created.
And you further create
What you wish to see.
Thank you Number 3
For being the cushion
That seated me.
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