Speaking my truth through words
Words are like magic wands
You can cast spells or curses
So use them wisely
Use them in your favour
Don’t go pointing in any random direction with no intention
Don’t just throw them into the air
Use yours words wisely
Use them as magic
And most importantly,
Use them with truth.
Going across the bridge
Walking past the water
Which once were muddy and untouched
And now blue and see-through,
they flow, they roll down the stream
You know exactly where you stand
And you just go with the flow
The beautiful flow of the heart
There was once uncertainty, worry and fear
And now there is light, flow and peace
Be in peace with the heart to be truthful with one's self.
The glass is surrounded in a box
a prison to the mind.
You feel you see clearly,
when you are actually just surrounded by mirrors of the illusion.
The veils come down
your world shatters around.
What have you got left?
You can’t even hear sound.
The glass box blocks reality,
blocks from you seeing your true self.
Are you in a glass box or just seeing it from the outside?
I write for my soul