Mantra

Today is done 

Tomorrow has not begun

Right now is all we have

Misguided

We fought for the heavens

What we considered like gold

We fought for the love of respect

And for power untold

It’s never enough just to be

It’s never enough just to see

We want more

We want more

We want more

But we don’t want to be free

The invitation

I don’t understand not treating someone the way you want to be treated

I don’t understand the lack of compassion and love

I don’t understand hating someone so much

You wish harm or death upon them

I don’t understand why it continues this way

For some people

I do understand maturity

I do understand letting go

Of illusions we were conditioned to believe 

Of truths that were really a perversion of reality

I do understand evolution

And all other spiritual

And scientific

Explanations

But we keep saying all this

In an effort to plant seeds in some 

And wake others up

Through word and action we invite

The door is always open

The journey can be as easy as you make it

Sometimes

But always rewarding

In the end

Wake up to love and accept the invitation 

All your friends are here 

What he said to me

He said he likes the way my mouth curls when I’m pleasantly in thought 

The way the embers in my eyes come back

Yet harbor a distant glow

There isn’t much to redirect

Sometimes I go down rabbit holes

But it’s all the same to him

He wouldn’t be here otherwise

Grief

We grieve for those who do not understand

We grieve for their potential

We see the sadness

The vacancy

The suffering in their eyes

As they walk the path of ego

Dare we step into the light for them

And show them what we’ve learned

Can we be the teaching in a way they accept

As truth

Through form

We grieve for those who’ve laid to rest

Before they’ve woken up

The very same who told us to fight

Have all but given up

Our grieving can be felt

And reciprocated 

Thrice the world over

We want the rest to come along

We have no need for soldiers

For we are truth 

And truth is we

Not to be denied

Hand in hand

Arm in arm

No longer will we hide 

Back

I’ve seen the beauty

And the ugliness

Of humanity

I’ve wandered away from myself

I allowed myself to get lost in the vast expanse

Of illusion 

What I thought 

Didn’t matter

What I did

Wasn’t good enough

Who I was

Well

Who was I

I’m getting back to that

Back to the real me 

My true Self

The detour was needed

But I prefer peace

What we’re told

We don’t try to rehabilitate

We don’t try to educate

We don’t try to do better

We just do what we’re told will make us successful

We just do what we’re told