How can I break through?
When the truth is just a rock in your shoe?
Little me, I am listening, are you hearing the scene?
Are you seeing what I’m seeing?
Does the tone hold a familiar ring?
Does the pain hold a familiar sting?
Is that what’s agitating me?
Is it giving this aggression wings?
I’m listening, give me a confession,
whatever you do, don’t go into recession,
I need your company, be present with me, please.
Stay for this intermittent phase of the journey.
Then the silly phrase strikes me.
Do the directors interfere with their case studies?
Does the animal planet crew cut to commercial when nature acts violently?
Do they ward away the prey when their contestants get hungry?
No, so guide me through these nets, energize me while I bask,
Fight for me, watch my back, and guide me wisely through this task.
Let higher insight counter their attacks,
pull the weeds, pull them all from me,
Anything that feeds negativity ceases to be in me,
bringing me into balance with a litany of high notes.
Eagles wings, I was promised these for no reason.
I accept the cheat code, I love it when life approaches me boldly,
I love it when I am told secret things never witnessed before.
I love to love and be loved perfectly. I love what’s inside of me.
I Love that it fills me to overflowing until eternity is my frequency.
Joy is my fuel and I am offered an endless supply to exude and live by.